Wiz Khalifa - Grow lyrics

412 i wanna do something a little different
Just to let y'all niggas know
You can't fuck with me
Don't try this man, you are not me young Wiz

And if you fuck with me, grow

Used to just be a young'n spit-spittin' shit
Now I'm grown up in the
Game and get-gettin' it
Some of my old friends I can't kick it with
You a little slow
I'll show you what big business is
I be with those who own they own businesses
Blowin' big knots in spots where
All the bitches is
I'm a star, don't talk to all the bitches-es
Give 'em time
They run to me like a finish line
Hatin' ass nigga actin' like a friend of mine
Get your day cut short like it's winter time
And I'm in the gr-grind 'til the end of time
The Young Beast
I'mma eat when it's dinner time
And my cig-cigarillo fill-filled with pine
Shit locked, but you still denyin'
That I'm the best that did
And the best that's do doin' it
Prince of the city
I'm showin' and pro-provin' it
I'm on track, you cats are lo-losin' it
Go head, come at Wiz and look stupider
They said reach for the stars, I hit Jupiter
And now I'm workin' on my next galaxy
Never be another Young Khalifa after me
25, you ain't even half of me
I work hard, dawg, no I don't relax a day
Could eat all y'all
But I don't like the aftertaste
What you niggas know about
Blowin' halfs of ray
In the lab gettin' 3 songs smashed a day
Got money up front, call it cash today
Got 3 bank accounts puttin' cash away
I do me to the fullest like Castaway
Throw a beat on and let a blunt ash away
I laugh today, and make y'all cry later
If the young boy reppin' the
'Burgh then why hate him
But I ain't worried cause
My stacks gettin' bigger
If you ain't heard around
Bitch I'm that ni-nigga
See me ridin' round window cracked
Lit Swisher
Can't talk currency, I can't get wit ya
Who got it fucked up? Y'all convinced 'em
The hate in the equation
Just a small addition
My name Wiz Khalifa, but just call me mister
4, 1, 2

And if you fuck with me, grow