Lyrics Growing Up - Michael Christmas

Growing Up

Bought my mama’s crib 'cause she got no niggas
Ain’t it slow for you hoe niggas when I ball
I told you I would ball, nigga, didn’t I ball?
And I might not see you later
Teyana
Yeah?
What are you listening to?
Michael’s album
Michael dropped an album?
Boy don’t tell me shit
Niggas is sick, when I was growin' up, I couldn’ta pictured this
Got TVs with 3D in 'em
Bed big enough so me and my feet fit both fit in
And I found a group of friends in which I fit in
But I still stand out any place I’m chillin'
Don’t wanna see no drama, no All My Children
When I was a kid, I was Dennis the Menace
Mike Epps and Ice Cube, I was quiet and timid
Jermaine held me down, yeah, that’s my nigga
My pops give me good shit talk and wisdom
I plan to take that to the tip-top and tip it
It bounce out, I put that shit back like Blake Griffin
These Js only get you so far but I’m still fly in 'em
I hate flyin', love money, yeah that’s conflicting
Don’t get caught up and let them charges stick
Use the comm sense before you face the consequence
Niggas buggin' out like Phife Dawg and Tip
The artists
Other niggas can kick the can, but I’m the bigger man
Lookin' at the table, draft day, yeah we did it man
So let me make a toast, I don’t brag or boast
I just fuckin' hope, and dream
Michael comes homes and he tells me that one of his fellow students' mother and
father we’re doing something after school, as mothers and fathers do after
school, and Michael says «parents don’t live together» or something like that
and I guess the teacher had to explain different dynamics of families and stuff
like that
And it broke my fuckin' heart 'cause his family didn’t love together and he
thought that’s how everybody’s family should be
And I cried a little bit, but we didn’t think about that, but it was definitely
a heartbreaking scenario of many to follow
But we got through it, as we always did
Because for some reason he always believed the bullshit I was spittin'
And it worked out for us