Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be?

Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams

I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe

And I can tell you're already thinking I will never succeed

But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak

I've been working on 'em, I'll be good eventually

I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet

But I been running for a while, they ain't ready for me, ah!

I know this prolly isn't really realistic

And honestly, I might not ever make a difference

But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it

I've been crunching numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician

To see the odds ain't rooting for me

I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be

The underdog, yeah, you prolly think you know what I mean

But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah

I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else

Graduate and prolly get a job that doesn't pay the bills

That don't make a lotta sense to me, forget the Happy Meals

I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal, huh?

Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal

Home cooking, get the grill, how you want it?

Pretty well?

Everything I see is overdone to me

I'm not Adele, but I'ma get a record deal

And say hello to Mass Appeal

When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills

Rapping about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)

I just want to make a couple mil'

Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)

I just want to sign a record deal

Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)

Might not be the best in my field

But I guarantee that I'ma die real, when I grow up

Yeah, aye

When I grow up

Yeah, yeah, aye!

I'ma make 'em notice me

Rhyming like it's poetry

Everything I oversee

I just like to overthink

Mocking me, you pay the fee

No return and no receipts

Those of you that don't believe

Quiet you don't know a thing

Quiet when I'm trying to to sing

Quiet when I'm making beats

Quiet when I'm trying to think

Sorry, I don't mean to scream

I just feel like no one really gets me and it's sad to see

'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be, yeah

Anybody wanna hear me rap? "No"

Come on, let me play a couple tracks, "No"

Come on, I can spit it really fast, "No"

You think I should throw this in the trash? "No"

Tricked ya, haters, go away before I hit ya

I am not a beggar or a kiss-up

You don't understand? Well, I forgive ya

I am not a quitter

You ain't really think that, did ya?!

Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio

Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows

Everybody in the crowd singing every word I wrote

Telling me that I am not the only one that feels alone

Huh? You feel alone?

Yeah, I kinda feel alone

Wonder if that feeling ever goes away when you get old

Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know

Might not make a lot of dough

I'ma have to try it though

When I grow up I just wanna pay my bills

Rapping about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)

I just wanna make a couple mil'

Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)

I just wanna sign a record deal

Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)

Might not be the best in my field

But I guarantee that I'ma die real

When I grow up

I just wanna pay my bills

Rapping about the way I feel (Oh, yeah)

Yeah, I just wanna make a couple mil'

Leave it to the fam in the will (Oh, yeah)

I just wanna sign a record deal

Maybe buy a house up in the hills (Oh, yeah)

Yeah, I might not be the best in my field

But I guarantee that I'ma die real

When I grow up

When I grow up