Verse 1: Just because you’re grown don’t mean you’re mature, what makes you a man doesn’t come in brochures, nice suit and cologne but your decisions are manure, no guidance from the poor became my life’s tour, all my dreams came from adults I’d seen, plotting money schemes or hit the lotto for the green, own my own business wasn’t optioned to me, get in debt with the quickness chasing college degrees, “work all week, and party all weekend, fuck them bills cause bills ain’t leaving, make momma mad she done gone off the deep end, called the cops on dad he down at the precinct”, another broken home is what you grow to expect, so when I left my ex the exit was no regrets, my maturity level, was to poke my chest and call my boys guess who has flown the nest..

Chorus: Now I’m so grown up, I’m ready for life
Now I’m so grown up, People want my advice
Now I’m so grown up, To be in my circle it’s probably gonna come from a business referral
(repeat)

Verse 2: I got my head out the clouds of that mental abuse breaking the cycle of a system that whites put in use, check yourself, emotionally get tuned into you, don’t refute your negatives embrace to improve, I know grown men in clubs chasing women think they winning, talking life with a wife while chasing lust they feeling, but behind on bills that collectors be sending , get your priorities straight, correct how you livin, learn patience and don’t be afraid to apologize, get the bitch out everything shouldn’t be dramatized, don’t lie to get her, that’s how blacks got colonized, you will attract those that you personify, show emotions, let her know you’re there when she’s coping, listen and give feedback when you talk be open, think about her first before you unearth your scrotum, and let the masterpiece of maturity seize the moments.