[Chorus]
I'm tired of always looking over shoulders
I'm tired of
Waiting and praying that somebody shows up
I'm tired of
Just giving and giving and getting no love
I'm tired of just sitting and dreaming I need to grow up
[Verse 1]
Momma I've been at it for a minute
And people are starting to hit me up about the music
They say I'm on my way
And I don't even have to prove it
The music got em talking
Heads are steady boppin
Can't you feel the tension in the room
When I walk in
RnB rapper, the poet nigga really conscious?
Came to take my place, see the building not the office
But I'm still living at momma's house
You could say that I'm still weighing all my options
Or that I donna how to get out
And my excuse is
Imma student doing music
So Its definitely gotta pay out
Gotta sell sand to the desert for another way out
[Chorus]
I'm tired of always looking over shoulders
I'm tired of
Waiting and praying that somebody shows up
I'm tired of
Just giving and giving and getting no love
I'm tired of just sitting and dreaming I need to grow up
[Verse 2]
Going super duper sub zero again
Moving with my Adams we don't have to pretend
Waking up at 7
To catch a train by 10
Pockets feeling empty
But we still in a benz
Wordrobe from my uncle
But we starting a trend
Leaving areas flooded
Yknow With jupiter bends
I got all my rockets fuelling up
I'm talking heavy rocking steady but I'm coming up
[Chorus]
I'm tired of always looking over shoulders
I'm tired of
Waiting and praying that somebody shows up
I'm tired of
Just giving and giving and getting no love
I'm tired of just sitting and dreaming I need to grow up
Grow Up was written by Foreighn (Eugh Panashe Nyakabau).
Grow Up was produced by Brokeboi.