Artist: Bun B f/ 8Ball & MJG Album: Return of the Trill Song: Grow Up Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Bun B] Now everybody like to tell you about how grown they are How they got they shit together and how on they are How they got all their priorities lined up And focused on the future cause they made they mind up Well I'm here to tell ya, it's easier said than done 'Bout as easy as tryna take bread from Bun You can try to make plans but they hard to stick to Not to mention these haters out here tryna trick you Soon as you hot they say, "Freeze" (freeze) Soon as you cold they raise up the degrees, I'm like please (please) Take a second to think about it, but not too many Can't get time back, they won't give you any Look back at all the time you had and I bet (what?) You gon' look at all the time you fucked off with regret (damn) All the days that you coulda went from good to great So while there's still time left it ain't too late for you to grow up [Chorus: Bun B] When I was young I was crazy and wild (crazy and wild) But now I'm grown and not a goddamn child (goddamn child) Cause time is passin and we turnin the page (turnin the page) So man, you gotta start actin yo' age And grow up (cause man it's time to grow up) Say man, it's time to grow up (for real, it's time to grow up) Cause you been fuckin off with too much wrong for too damn long, it's time to show up (For real) So be a woman or a man and grow up [8Ball] Yeah, growin up, no Pop to show me Or tell me how to navigate properly Stoppin me, obstacles came constantly Tryna hold onto Primrose{C} consciously I know for sure the greatest shit in front of me Inspiration for the ones that came after me First to say I never did it all correctly Fuck-ups I made still won't let me Sleep good when a nigga can't eat good Shit I did back when e'rybody ate good Playful, I was runnin with the hateful Instead of sittin down, nigga bein grateful Learn from it, take notes and earn with it Feed families and don't waste your turn with it Have fun with it, whatever come your way And when it get real young nigga don't play [Chorus] [MJG] Uhh, ha-hahhh Now either you a rookie or you pro up You tryna win the race or you out here tryna slow up Drink up, or throw up, let the air out, or blow up Travel, get outta your city, do some mo' stuff Now before I, ever go broke I'ma hoe up That mean go get a hoe that's gonna help me get some dough up A nigga get wrong we gon' leave him ten toe up So every time I needed her she broke her neck to show up Pimp tight, I mean I'm tryna live the most of life that I can live, zoom in and get a close up Maybe I can be an inspiration to some more of the people of the world, make the whole world grow up But seems like, for every other drink that I pour up It's for a dead loved one and we don't even know what for, a lot of loose ends left to sew up But God needed them, another angel had to go up (go up) [Chorus]