Grew Up Young Dolph (Ft. Project Pat & Young Scooter)

[Intro: Young Scooter & Young Dolph]
Memphis team, Paper Route (Go, go)
Flyin' packs landin' in the jugg house
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, Dolph
I’m on the Paper Route too nigga
I’m on the Paper Route too nigga

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)
But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)
Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Invest, yeah)
'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips (Yeah)
My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood (Yeah)
But I grew up and made a living off of drugs (Yeah)
Seventy G's invested in my own whip (Free bands, yeah)
'72 Chevelle same color as the Crips

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
72 Chevelle same color as the Crips
Same color diamonds in my motherfucking ears (Ayy)
The pastor in the church selling my grandmama hope
Dolph in the hood, counting money, selling dope
My childhood friend grew up and became a Blood
But I grew up, got addicted to money and found the plug
Police run in here, it's too much dope to flush
Remember I count two hundred bands and said this ain’t enough (Damn)
Super sport with wet paint, big feet (Woah, damn)
I pull up and kill shit, six feet (What? Ayy)
One street, three spots, a hunred pounds
Eight scales, ten straps, a thousand rounds