Shantara Bird - Grow Up Lyrics

I really don't like to lose my patience
But boy you keep testing me
Don't think that I can smell that fragrance
I know you smoked up all the weed
Every week I lay down this paycheck
So that we can have a place to sleep
Now the least you could do my baby
Is show some gratuity

Get your shit together bub
Get your self a f*cking job
Is it hard, is it hard, is it hard, is it hard
Well welcome to the club
Yeah its time to grow up

You ain't living in your mommas basement
But it sure seems like you wanna be
Cuz I'm not liking this arrangement
So I think I'll make a vacancy
Maybe when your shits out on the pavement
You'll take me more seriously
Keep saying that you wanna vacation
Don't know how to tell you more blatantly
Except maybe leave, I'm done bye

Get your shit together bub
Get yourself a f*cking job
Is it hard, is it hard, is it hard, is it hard
Well welcome to the club
Yeah its time to grow up

I'm takin more shifts
You making more gifs
Video games don't pay the f*cking bills
You're not cute and you're not funny
If you don't throw down a buck
To buy the cup
How do you expect to get free refills
As my mom used to say... want in one hand and shit in the other, see which one fills up faster

Get your shit together bub
Get yourself a f*cking job
Is it hard, is it hard, is it hard, is it hard
Well welcome to the club
Yeah its time to grow up