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Alvin G - Grown Child Lyrics



Alvin G - Grown Child Lyrics




Ima grown a** child
Ion know how to love
I say I'm a grown a** man
You say I'm acting like a lil a** boy

Boys will be boys
Girls will be girls
James brown said it's a man's world
Yonce say girls run the world
But you ain't finna run shit around here

So let's talk about perspective
Men get ate in the belly of the beast
Women only get eight if it's section
Everything I do is in your best interest
So chill with all the questioning

What I'm doing
Where im at
Who I'm with
Where I been
Who I'm calling
Who I'm textin
Stop playing detective
If I was being sneaky baby you wouldn't detect it

I'm very selective
With that being said girl
You were my selection
Talking bout you leaving me
Stop with all the flexing
Screamin out I hate choo
Knowing Im a blessing
Cover your mouth when you sneezeing
And never fix yo lips to say something you regretting

Arguing bout bulls***
Who left the toilet seat up to f*ck you im leaving
And some more s*** that we never agree with
And if you unplug my Xbox while I'm playing 2k
Yeen gotta worry bout packing your s***
I'm throwing it out on the cement

Now my game is the only thing i care about
I go to work
I come home
Stop asking bout my whereabouts
My patience like my flip flops you wear em out
All my money go to you and my baby
So tell me who I care about
I'm all about myself huh
Take yo feelings off your sleeve and put them in a box to the left to the left mhm
You must don't know bout me
If i wanted someone else
I would be with someone else
But I love on you
Nuture you
Feed you
Need you
Touch you
Please you
Treat you
Pay all the bills
Even post you on social media to let you know it's real
Listen to your guy and just chill
Twenty-Five with a gray hair Blank stare
We too young to be stressing
All the tongue wrestling
How bout we just wrestle in
My bed
The couch
The floor
Upstairs
One Twelve
Anywhere

Fight just to make up
Makeup just to fight back
Why you say f*** me and you hate me
When you know it ain't like that
You know it ain't like that

Why you tripping
I bend over backwards for you
I'm just asking you to relax, for me

As a man I do everything I can to satisfy you physically, mentally
You know roof over your head Make sure you fed
And put it down in bed
But I can attest to the inconsistency of sympathy or Lack of empathy
Women tend to act on emotions
And men like me rely on facts not fiction
This is the part when I stop thinking with my d***
And focus on my diction
Word is bond
I care about your feelings but
What you feel don't move me
How can I cut off someone if they're not acting unruly
People I love in my life I've know before you knew me
Just cause you my girl doesn't give you strings to make me a puppet to pull me

Ima grown a** man
Ima do what I does
If you play your part love
I can give you the world
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Ima grown a** child
Ion know how to love
I say I'm a grown a** man
You say I'm acting like a lil a** boy

Boys will be boys
Girls will be girls
James brown said it's a man's world
Yonce say girls run the world
But you ain't finna run shit around here

So let's talk about perspective
Men get ate in the belly of the beast
Women only get eight if it's section
Everything I do is in your best interest
So chill with all the questioning

What I'm doing
Where im at
Who I'm with
Where I been
Who I'm calling
Who I'm textin
Stop playing detective
If I was being sneaky baby you wouldn't detect it

I'm very selective
With that being said girl
You were my selection
Talking bout you leaving me
Stop with all the flexing
Screamin out I hate choo
Knowing Im a blessing
Cover your mouth when you sneezeing
And never fix yo lips to say something you regretting

Arguing bout bulls***
Who left the toilet seat up to f*ck you im leaving
And some more s*** that we never agree with
And if you unplug my Xbox while I'm playing 2k
Yeen gotta worry bout packing your s***
I'm throwing it out on the cement

Now my game is the only thing i care about
I go to work
I come home
Stop asking bout my whereabouts
My patience like my flip flops you wear em out
All my money go to you and my baby
So tell me who I care about
I'm all about myself huh
Take yo feelings off your sleeve and put them in a box to the left to the left mhm
You must don't know bout me
If i wanted someone else
I would be with someone else
But I love on you
Nuture you
Feed you
Need you
Touch you
Please you
Treat you
Pay all the bills
Even post you on social media to let you know it's real
Listen to your guy and just chill
Twenty-Five with a gray hair Blank stare
We too young to be stressing
All the tongue wrestling
How bout we just wrestle in
My bed
The couch
The floor
Upstairs
One Twelve
Anywhere

Fight just to make up
Makeup just to fight back
Why you say f*** me and you hate me
When you know it ain't like that
You know it ain't like that

Why you tripping
I bend over backwards for you
I'm just asking you to relax, for me

As a man I do everything I can to satisfy you physically, mentally
You know roof over your head Make sure you fed
And put it down in bed
But I can attest to the inconsistency of sympathy or Lack of empathy
Women tend to act on emotions
And men like me rely on facts not fiction
This is the part when I stop thinking with my d***
And focus on my diction
Word is bond
I care about your feelings but
What you feel don't move me
How can I cut off someone if they're not acting unruly
People I love in my life I've know before you knew me
Just cause you my girl doesn't give you strings to make me a puppet to pull me

Ima grown a** man
Ima do what I does
If you play your part love
I can give you the world
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Writer: Alvin Hester II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Alvin G
Language: English
Length: 4:02
Written by: Alvin Hester II

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