Lyrical Breakdown of Coming Of Age - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Yeah...

Come experience... life as we know it

As some of you should know it

Place: Marcy, Brooklyn

Actions: well, y'all know the actions

Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clocking my rocks

He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock

He likes the way I walk, he see my money talking

To honies hawking, I'm the hottest nigga in New York and

I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils

He wanna run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal

I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear

Then it's just enough for re-up again

I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's

To Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace

That's just the natural cycle

Nobody want to be like Michael where I'm from

Just them niggas who bounced from a gun

We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green

I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen

Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone

That little nigga's peeps, it's time to put him on

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

I'm out here slinging, bringing the drama, trying to come up

In the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name

I'm out here serving, disturbing the peace

Life could be better like my man reclined in plush leather seats

He's selling weight, I'm selling eight. balls

Sixteen, trying to graduate to pushing quarters y'all

I ain't going to sweat him I'm a let him come to me

If he give me the nod then these niggas going to see

I'm tired of being out here round the clock, and breaking day

And chasing crackheads up the block for my pay

I'm staying fresh, so chickens check

I'm trying to step up to the next level

Pushing Vettes through the 'jects

Diamonds reflect from the sun

Directly in your equilibrium

And son, I'm waiting for my day to come

I got the urge to splurge

I don't want a lifetime sentence, just give me the word

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

Hey fella I been watching you clocking

Who me? Holding down this block? It ain't nothing

You the man nigga, now stop fronting

Hahah, I like your style (Nah, I like your style)

Let's drive around awhile! Cool, nigga

Here's a thou', A G? I ride with you for free

I want the long-term riches and bitches

Have it all, now listen to me

You let them other niggas get the name, skip the fame

Ten thou' or a hundred G keep your shit the same

(On the low?) Yeah, the only way to blow

You let your shit bubble quietly (AND THEN YOU BLOW!)

Kid, keep your cool

The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand

Then you play your cards, then he through dealing I understand

Don't blow your dough on hotties

The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts

And won't break them for nobody

Hah, I like your résumé, pick a day, you can start

From now until death do us part, nigga (Right!)

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)

It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground)

It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot)

Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two)