when i grow up

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 thinkin' i will never succeed, but i'm okay with it, i admit the lyrics are weak, i've been workin' 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, 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 crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician, to see the odds ain't rootin' for me, i can't lie though, that'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 lot of 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 cookin', get the grill, how you want it? pretty well?, everything i'm seeing 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, rappin' about the way i feel, i just want to make a couple mil', leave to the fam and in the will, i just want to sign a record deal, maybe buy a house up in the hills, might not be the best in my field, but i guarantee that i'ma die real, when i grow up, yeah, ayy, when i grow up, yeah, yeah, ayy!, i'ma make 'em notice me, rhyming like it's poetry, everything i oversee, i just like to overthink, mockin' 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 tryna to sing, quiet when i'm making beats, quiet when i'm tryna 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, anybody wanna hear me rap? "no", c'mon, let me play a couple tracks, "no", c'mon, 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, tellin' me that i am not the only one that feels alone, huh? you feel alone?, yeah, i kinda feel alone, wonder if that feelin' 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, rappin' about the way i feel, i just wanna make a couple mil', leave it to the fam in the will, i just wanna sign a record deal, maybe buy a house up in the hills, 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, rappin' about the way i feel, yeah, i just wanna make a couple mil', leave it to the fam in the will, i just wanna sign a record deal, maybe buy a house up in the hills, might not be the best in my field, but i guarantee that i'ma die real, when i grow up