When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me
When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me
When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me
When I grew up I wanted to be just like me
Didn't know it came with all this anxiety
Fighting all these demons feeling like Bruce Lee
Getting bad news about dead family
Hoping that this shit was better
Praying probably more clever
Wish I had lever I could push and get whatever
Ask me when I'm quitting next oh yea it's never
Shakespeare how I write I think I need a feather
But that's just me on all of my gloating shit
And God keep telling me to get control of it
And I keep wilding out on some hoe shit
But now it's getting old I'm getting over it
Just like me
Just like me
When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me
When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me
When I grew up I want to be just like me
Just like me, just like me