Grown Ass Man Child

Grown Ass Man Child I crush brunch like a mother, hold the bread like a hustler Wife was the light of my life, but we fight 'Cause she backseat drives like no other Yo, and I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 32 So a couple hairs gray in the mirror yesterday But I'm still enjoying the view This is what it feels like, whoa oh oh oh oh I said, this is what it feels like, whoa oh oh oh oh I pay the bills, I make deals But I still know how to get wild 'Cause I'm a grown-ass man I'm a grown-ass man child, baby (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) I'm Peter Pan with a Cuban in my hand I'm a grown-ass man child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) I know a little too much now I look but don't touch now Young enough to fly, old enough to realize The sky got nothing on the ground I'm not afraid to be a human Know my flaws and I use them Been through the fire and I burned out fine But I cry with the right type of music This is what it feels like, whoa oh oh oh oh I said, this is what it feels like, whoa oh oh oh oh I pay the bills, I make deals But I still know how to get wild 'Cause I'm a grown-ass man I'm a grown-ass man child, baby (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) I'm Peter Pan with a Cuban in my hand I'm a grown-ass man child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) I'll have a second bowl of Oreo a la mode Watching my favorite show, rocking custom socks and boxers Flash Pass at Six Flags, I'm a master Monopoly badass Loser grows a mustache and must wear it to her parents (No) I'm a grown-ass man child, baby (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) I'm Peter Pan with a Cuban in my hand I'm a grown-ass man child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Child, baby (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Child, mama (Whoa oh oh oh oh) Belated kid in a Mercedes-Benz I'm a grown-ass man child