Fully Grown Frisco (Ft. Skepta)

[Verse 1: Frisco]
I'm a fully grown man, no, I ain't no teen
Love a bit of her but I ain't no fiend
'Nough of these guys ain't seen what I seen
Ain't been through what I been through, what you mean?
Say fuck that, ain't got a G for my T
'Nough of these guys ain't been where I been
None of these guys can't go where I go
None of them can't educate me about dough
You can't educate me about bagging up food
Ssh hut yuh muh and don't get rude
None of these youts ain't on what I'm on
But it's more than long if I'm in a bad mood
Like hey chum, big, give me space, give me room
Big Frisco, I've never been a waste on a tune
If we're on the same riddim when I make bars spitting
Then it's best you know your place on the tune

[Chorus: Skepta]
I'm a fully grown man, I ain't no teen
These MCs ain't seen what I seen
You can't educate big man about street
Nah rudeboy, what you mean? What you mean?
I'm a fully grown man, I ain't no teen
These MCs ain't seen what I seen
You can't educate big man about street
Nah rudeboy, what you mean? What you mean?