Lyrics
It was just me and you
You know, sitting on a porch
Talking about what we gonna do when we get older, you know
It was hard, you know, bein' a young kid
Growing up
Same thing that you see
When I was small
We had nothing at all
We used to eat grits for dinner
It was pain
Almost drive a man insane
What we could fight for to survive another day
But I said nah
Yo!, an old killer bee once hummed me a tune
Stay up at night, don't sleep on ya moon
Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the room
Afternoon cartoon, we would fight for the spoon
Old earth in the kitchen, yell, "it's time to eat"
Across the floor, you hear a dozen stampeding feet
One pound box of sugar, and a stick of margarine
A hot pot of grits kept my family from starvin'
Loose with the welfare cheese, thick with the gravy
Used to suck it, straight out the bottle as a baby
Steamy hot meal serve less than five minutes
Big silver pot, boilin' water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the pop's missin'
Pilgrim on the box on the stove in the kitchen
When I was small
We had nothing at all
We used to eat grits for dinner
Yo! young shorties in my hood started hustlin'
Packin' bags at the neighborhood associate
Growin' up, not as fortunate to have that fly shit
I'm too young, no jobs would hire me legit
You walkin' down the street with your gun in ya hand
Drinkin', thinkin' of a master plan
Your old earth can't afford what your friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with your thing 'pon cock
And it seems worth the takin', stomach achin'
Morningstar veggie bacon go good with the grits
Now let's take it back for real
When we used to build at ghetto big wheels
With the shoppin' cartwheels, and wood to nail the seat on
Girls skippin' rope in the street
The summer heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feet
Skelly chief, flippin' baseball cards for keeps
Momma said it's gettin' late, and it's time to come eat
When I was small (it was just me and you, you know, sitting on a porch)
We had nothing at all (talking about what we gonna do when we get older, you know)
We used to eat grits for dinner (it was hard, you know, bein' a young kid)
It was pain (growing up)
Almost drive a man insane (same thing that you see)
What we could fight for to survive another day
But I said nah (it was crazy, real crazy)
Writer(s): 0, Robert F. Diggs, Elgin Evander Turner
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