Verse 1: Dm Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be? F Take a seat, let me tell you my ridiculous dreams Dm I wanna rap, yeah, I know it's hard to believe F And I can tell you're already thinkin' I will never succeed Dm But I'm okay with it, I admit the lyrics are weak F I've been workin' on 'em, I'll be good eventually Dm I understand you gotta crawl before you get to your feet F But I been running for a while, C they ain't ready for me, ahh Dm I know this prolly isn't really realistic F And honestly, I might not ever make a difference Dm But that don't make a difference, I'ma have to risk it F I've been crunchin' numbers, you ain't gotta be a mathematician Dm To see the odds ain't rootin' for me F I can't lie though, it's kinda how I like it to be Dm The underdog, yeah, you prolly think you know what I mean F But what I'm saying is they ever push me, I'm gonna swing, yeah Dm I could go to college, get in debt like everybody else F Graduate and prolly get a job that doesn't pay the bills Dm That don't make a lot of sense to me, forget the Happy Meals F I don't like the dollar menu, I would rather make a meal Dm Huh? Make a mil'? Nah, I said make a meal F Home-cookin', get the grill, how you want it? Pretty well? Dm Everything I see is overdone to me, I'm not Adele Bb But I'ma get a record deal and say hello to mass appeal Chorus: Dm When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills C Rappin' about the way I feel -Oh, F yeah- -nc- I just want to make a couple mil' Bb Leave it to the fam in the will Dm -Oh, yeah- -nc- I just want to sign a record deal F Maybe buy a house up in the hills Dm -Oh, yeah- Bb Might not be the best in my field F But I guarantee that I'ma die C real Dm When I grow up Post-Chorus: Bb Yeah, ayy F When I grow up C Yeah, yeah, ayy Verse 2: Dm Dm I'ma make 'em notice me, rhymin' like it's poetry Bb Bb Everything I oVersee, I just like to overthink Dm Dm Mockin' me, you pay the fee, no return and no receipts Dm Those of you that don't believe, quiet, you don't know a thing Dm Dm Quiet when I'm tryna sing, quiet when I'm making beats Dm Quiet when I'm tryna think, F sorry, I don't mean to scream Dm I just feel like no one really gets me and it's sad to see F 'Cause someday I'ma grow up and show all of you it's meant to be Dm -Yeah- Dm Anybody wanna hear me rap? "No" -nc- Come on, let me play a couple Dm tracks, "No" -nc- Come on, I can spit it really Dm fast, "No" -nc- You think I should throw this in Dm the trash? "No" Dm Tricked ya; haters, go away F before I hit ya F I am not a beggar or a kiss-up G You don't understand? Well, I Dm forgive ya -nc- I am not a quitter, you ain't C really think that, did ya? Dm Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio Bb Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows Dm Everybody in the crowd singing every word I wrote Bb Tellin' me that I am not the only one that feels alone C Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I kinda feel alone F Wonder if that feelin' ever goes away when you get old Dm Will I ever make it as an artist? I don't really know Bb Might not make a lot of dough C I'ma have to try it, though Chorus: Dm When I grow up -nc- I just wanna pay my bills Bb Rappin' about the way I feel -Oh, F yeah- -nc- I just wanna make a couple mil' C Leave it to the fam in the will Dm -Oh, yeah- -nc- -Leave it to the fam in the will- -nc- -Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah- Dm I just wanna sign a record deal Bb Maybe buy a house up in the hills -Okay, oh, yeah- F Might not be the best in my field -Ayy, ayy, yeah- C But I guarantee that I'ma die real Dm When I grow up -nc- I just wanna pay my bills -Woo- Bb Rappin' about the way I feel -Oh, yeah- -nc- -Yeah, the way I feel- F Yeah, I just wanna make a couple mil' -Ayy, couple mil'- C Leave it to the fam in the will -Oh, yeah, to the fam in the will- Dm I just wanna sign a record deal -Woo- Bb Maybe buy a house up in the hills -Oh, yeah- -nc- -House up in the hills- F Yeah, I might not be the best in my field C But I guarantee that I'ma die real Dm When I grow up Dm When I grow up
