Yeah
True story
Just a kid
And every kid gotta prove himself right?

It was only a matter of time
Twelve minutes till nine
In my mind i’m feeling like two super villains combined
Keeping a look out
Make sure nobody’s blowing up my spot
Thinking about the situation, how i’m bout to pull this off
Should I catch em’ in the alleyway or in the parking lot?
Helicopters over top, the cops are just an afterthought
I see some lights flash my way
So I crouch into a squat
I can’t let these fucking agents come and interrupt the plot
Ten minutes
I’m still kind of nervous but ambitious
I left the ski mask at home, it’s clear vision
I gotta do it quick and quiet
No damn witness
Mind your business or I’ll light the block
Merry Christmas
This planned out
Me and the crew we fanned out
One man still in the car, the damn scout
He hit me on the phone and alarmed all my focus
Just to let me know that my target approaches

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Just a kid trying to be man
Just a kid I was trying to be a man, sweat dripping from my hand
Just a kid trying to be a man
Just a kid trying to be a man

Back to get jacked
I spot my target way back
The silhouette is just like my clothes, they all black
My stomach tightened up and I start feeling the nerves
Man I knew this would happen right when I noticed the curves
Teeth clenching, sweat dripping, hitting the curb
Haze all around, somebody’s hitting the herb
9:01
This shit should have been done
I’m hesitating
See I’ve been waiting, deliberating and calculating
I’m laying low
There she go
I creep up slow
Right from behind, she’s blind, she don’t even know
In my mind, i’m thinking of time
What be the shortest?
Heart right starting to climb, I reach for it
Pull it out
You already know what i’m bout’
It’s that action baby, you won’t hear a word out my mouth
I just
Turn her around and hit her with that surprise
Lift that thing up slow while I look into her eyes

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Just a kid trying to be a man
Just a kid trying to be a man
I don’t know if I can
Just a kid trying to be a man
Just a kid trying to be a man

Moment of truth
Sink or swim boy what you gon’ do
Ball is in your court, this shit is on you
So I reached in my pocket and pulled it out
Man I knew she would want it
That little piece of paper with them seven digits on it

Just a kid trying to be a man