Lil B — Growin Up Interlude

[Intro: Lil B] Damn, year after year, day after day This shit be crazy Sometimes I feel like niggas lose grasp but we still here We moving through the past, to the future [Verse 1: Lil B] Uh, I keep the cold like a convict Cross world the game and the gun where my arm live You got to think to match me Them bullets leave you straight, like a crease in khakis Walking through the street better have some passes The game so sick i was on my mattress Playing low cards had to work my magic Nobody gave me shit, love, static Everybody fall, people what happened Why every thing good, -- but your past so bad Never get on, the dummy Never hear me snitchin', no love for the money For real, but you love your money You would die for that shit, that's why the world fucked up I won't lie on this shit, I'mma ride for this shit Fuck errybody do, choppers out for all of you Based Jam [Outro: Lil B] You feel me? We just growing up Everyday, man you know, keep it gangsta Riding around you know we doing, just whatever we got to do You feel me? I'm talking about this you know real salute Real honorable, you know, I keep it real honorable Man that's all i'mma say, This Based World talk man Based World real, it gets real for the deal man Sliding through you know On this day, it's a perfect day for it too You know, we only think about that grind time You know we doing it whatever Every time, always How you working round? We working with it, I feel you though It's ya boy Lil B Based Jam mixtape, collect