[Intro: Mick Jenkins]
Can you turn the beat up a little bit more in my headphones?
Yeah
Run it
Woo
Run it
Uh
[Chorus: theMIND]
When I was young thought I'd grow up, be a cartoon (Cartoon, cartoon)
Used to be Rugrat, now I'm black Tommy Pickles tapped up in a costume (Costume, costume)
Tryna get out of that, pardon my reach, but I need to change the channel (Change the channel)
Non-eyes I have seen my battle (My battle)
These scenes ain't made for children (Children)
Lord, help me, I've been feelin' grown (I've been feelin' grown)
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
All I ever wanted was a young Patti Mayonnaise
Thinking we can make some cold cuts
Like planters we go nuts and plant seeds
And grow us and take naps, no, you can't comb us
Never met Wilder (Met Wilder), young T.J. Detweiler
I mean what I'm trying to say is I'm an advocate for recess
To prevent a rapid regress, tryna make it last forever
Young Keith Sweat going beast mode
Niggas feel so close, still far away, and I'm only one yard away
So I can't be in it for the pennies, other niggas learn the harder way
I see nothing godly 'bout Charlamagne
It's either hot tea or it's water out the flutes like a Chardonnay
So pardon me for coming at a jagged edge
With a grill like Cardi B, but I will hardly be (Hardly be)
Just a Gerald to some football head, nigga, hardly me
No Tom and Jerry cons, fuck a hit, I'm not Barry Bonds
That's on my soul til' they bury me
Can you turn the beat up a little bit more in my headphones?
Yeah
Run it
Woo
Run it
Uh
[Chorus: theMIND]
When I was young thought I'd grow up, be a cartoon (Cartoon, cartoon)
Used to be Rugrat, now I'm black Tommy Pickles tapped up in a costume (Costume, costume)
Tryna get out of that, pardon my reach, but I need to change the channel (Change the channel)
Non-eyes I have seen my battle (My battle)
These scenes ain't made for children (Children)
Lord, help me, I've been feelin' grown (I've been feelin' grown)
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
All I ever wanted was a young Patti Mayonnaise
Thinking we can make some cold cuts
Like planters we go nuts and plant seeds
And grow us and take naps, no, you can't comb us
Never met Wilder (Met Wilder), young T.J. Detweiler
I mean what I'm trying to say is I'm an advocate for recess
To prevent a rapid regress, tryna make it last forever
Young Keith Sweat going beast mode
Niggas feel so close, still far away, and I'm only one yard away
So I can't be in it for the pennies, other niggas learn the harder way
I see nothing godly 'bout Charlamagne
It's either hot tea or it's water out the flutes like a Chardonnay
So pardon me for coming at a jagged edge
With a grill like Cardi B, but I will hardly be (Hardly be)
Just a Gerald to some football head, nigga, hardly me
No Tom and Jerry cons, fuck a hit, I'm not Barry Bonds
That's on my soul til' they bury me
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