Grow Up (feat. Bino C)

Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up We got sticky fingers from all the doja So that's why we grind it before we roll up Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up We got sticky fingers from all the doja So that's why we grind it before we roll up, yea yea Damn, time passing Ask a zombie what you ashing, Me and my niggas go way back to PS1 Crash Bashing Fast forward, time flashing, While I'm whipping in an Aston, Feeling real funny like Martin Getting real tipsy like Scorsese Pool hopping got me hazy Uber rushing got my girl crazy What is the dealio Tryna just roll up this doja with Julio Fuck with her music though, Hoping she let me find out what that pussy do Feeling real indigo Hitting more indica Man that is just some real blow Wanna tell her that I grew up Haven't seen ma in a minute even though she know That her baby still growing-Up Straight to the top yea Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up We got sticky fingers from all the doja So that's why we grind it before we roll up, yea yea yea Thinking back to a time when I was young When life was simple and it just begun Dealing with the hard times that had to come But it help me be the man that I become So when I seen my chance, I knew I had to take it Went from hating granny's smoke to smoking in her basement Smoking on that loud pack when I need escaping But you gotta play your roles so get to your places Niggas show up all kind of sides, all kinds of faces (No 2Face) But when the shit hit the fan, is you gonna face it (Tell the truth) So kick the ball but don't touch the laces (Watch out) And play them cards in your hand, you gotta couple laces (Don't break them ankles) Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up We got sticky fingers from all the doja So that's why we grind it before we roll up Wishing time would pass us like what's the hold up Mama said to slow down, no rush to grow up We got sticky fingers from all the doja So that's why we grind it before we roll up, up, up