Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be? Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe And I can tell you already thinkin' I will never succeed But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak I've been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, ah!
I know this prolly isn't really realistic And honestly, I might not ever make a difference But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it I've been crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician To see the odds ain't rootin' for me I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be The underdog, yeah, you prolly think you know what I mean But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah
I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else Graduate and prolly get a job that doesn't pay the bills That don't make a lot of sense to me, forget the Happy Meals I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal Huh? Make a mill'? Nah, I said make a meal Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? Pretty well? Everything I see is overdone to me, I'm not Adele But I'ma get a record deal and say hello to mass appeal
When I grow up, I just wanna pay my bills Rappin' 'bout the way I feel (oh, yeah) I just wanna make a couple mill' Leave it to the fam in the will (oh, yeah) I just wanna sign a record deal Maybe buy a house up in the hills (oh, yeah) Might not be the best in my field But I guarantee that I'ma die real When I grow up
Yeah, ayy When I grow up Yeah, yeah, ayy
I'ma make 'em notice me Rhymin' like it's poetry Everything I oversee I just like to overthink Mockin' me, you pay the fee No return and no receipts Those of you that don't believe Quiet, you don't know a thing
Quiet when I'm tryna sing Quiet when I'm making beats Quiet when I'm tryna think Sorry, I don't mean to scream I just feel like no one really gets me, and it's sad to see 'Cause someday, I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be (yeah)
Anybody wanna hear me rap? "No" C'mon, let me play a couple tracks, "No" C'mon, I can spit it really fast, "No" You think I should throw this in the trash? "No" Tricked ya, haters, go away before I hit ya I am not a beggar or a kiss-up You don't understand? Well, I forgive ya I am not a quitter, you ain't really think that, did ya?
Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows Everybody in the crowd singing every word I wrote Tellin' me that I am not the only one that feels alone Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away when you get old Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know Might not make a lot of dough, I'ma have to try it though
When I grow up, I just wanna pay my bills Rappin' 'bout the way I feel (oh, yeah) I just wanna make a couple mill' Leave it to the fam in the will (oh, yeah) I just wanna sign a record deal (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Maybe buy a house up in the hills (okay; oh, yeah) Might not be the best in my field (ayy, ayy; yeah) But I guarantee that I'ma die real
When I grow up, I just wanna pay my bills (woo!) Rappin' 'bout the way I feel (yeah, the way I feel; oh, yeah) Yeah, I just wanna make a couple mill' (aye; couple mill') Leave it to the fam in the will (to the fam in the will; oh, yeah) I just wanna sign a record deal (woo!) Maybe buy a house up in the hills (a house up in the hills; oh, yeah) Yeah, I might not be the best in my field But I guarantee that I'ma die real When I grow up
