Outerspace – Grown Ass Man Lyrics

Produced By: DJ Kwestion
PYONG!
0

You pyonged “Outerspace – Grown Ass Man”

Save Note No Thanks
Follow
Caution: You are now annotating this song as

[Intro]
Who you think you're talking to?
(Outerspace, Outerspace)
Who you think you're talking to?
(I'm allowed to like cash)

[Verse 1]
What I gotta do to satisfy anybody
If my chain hang down to my dick
Then let me wear it proudly
You'd love to see me nailed to the cross
Rather then see me blowing B-Label at ya boss
Here's a "Fuck you!" to those who download my shit
And a "Fuck You!" to those who won't let me live
An open mic and a cypher won't get me cribs
And a freestyle battle won't get me shit
Y'all pussys, I'm a soldier so we don't miss
You all mushy on the inside, I'm stone cold brick
Y'all niggas want pleasure, I'mma give you pain
I'll give you beats, rhymes unlike the other shit is lame
I'm moving right past by you when I'm switchin lanes
On the highway to heaven hydroplane through rain
Tell my mom and pop your baby boy done changed
Into a grown ass man it's the same ol' same
I would never cut a throat to achieve my goals
But if you try to slow me down then you must go
The moneys more important so you must know
When I was five years old I realized it was a road

[Hook]
I ain't got to breakdance, I ain't got to freestyle just to prove I'm Hip-Hop, I'm a grown ass man
I ain't got to write graph,
I'm allowed to like cash, who you think you're talking to?, I'm a grown ass man (2x)

[Verse 2]
Yo...here's a little something for them cars that be bumpin', here's a little something for them kids that be frontin'
Bills gotta get paid, sky's the limit, we're gon' do this our way, despite the critics
I don't do it for the groupies or the trifelin bitches
I do this shit for my kids, my wife and my niggas
Most important thing in life - stay real to your people, not true to Hip-Hop, that's what the internet feeds you
Buy a car off rap, they say your soul get lost, they'd rather see you on the train or writing graph on a wall
Or rockin a backpack, baggy jeans and Vans
I'd rather rock a guardian chain that hang down to my pants
Or a new era fitted that match my sneaks, a pinky ring so bling that shit light up the street
A big ass truck with rims, that's me and my bitch with TV's so my kids can watch Lilo & Stitch
I got respect where I'm from, don't try to steal my shine
I'm trying to take the whole game, I hope I get it in time
Stop burning what I invent and downloading me, I ain't no MP3 nigga, it's QD

[Hook]

[Outro]
Who you think you're talking to? (Outerspace)
The combinaton ... with a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M. (3x)

Edit song description to add:

  • Historical context: what album the song's on, how popular it was
  • An explanation of the song's overall story (example: "In this song, Eminem corresponds with a crazed fan who ends up...")
  • The sample used for the beat — use WhoSampled.com and wikipedia as references
Song lyrics have been changed by someone else. Copy your work to your clipboard and click here to reload.