Coming Of Age Lyrics
| Song | Coming Of Age |
| Artist | Jay-Z |
| Album | Reasonable Doubt |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal：Jay-Z/Memphis Bleek | |
| [Jay-Z] | |
| Yeah... | |
| Come experience... life as we know it | |
| As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah | |
| Place, Marcy, Brooklyn | |
| Actions... well, y'all know the actions | |
| Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clockin my rocks | |
| He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock | |
| He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talkin | |
| to honies hawkin I'm the hottest nigga in New York and | |
| I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils | |
| He wanna, run with me, I know this kid'll be loyal | |
| I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear | |
| then it's just enough for re-up again | |
| I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi's | |
| to Guess to Versace, now it's diamonds like Liberace | |
| That's just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael | |
| where I'm from, just them niggaz who banned from a gun | |
| We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green | |
| I can help shorty blow out like Afro-Sheen | |
| Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone | |
| That little nigga's peeps, it's time to put him on | |
| [Chorus: Jay-Z and Memphis Bleek] | |
| It's time to come up (and hold my own weight, defend my crown) | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand my ground) | |
| It's time to come up (stick up my chest, and make some loot) | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush (stand on my own two) | |
| [Memphis Bleek] | |
| I'm out here slingin bringin the drama, tryin to come up | |
| in the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name | |
| I'm out here servin disturbin the peace, life could be better | |
| like my man reclined in plush leather seats | |
| He's sellin weight, I'm sellin eight... balls | |
| sixteen tryin to graduate to pushin quarters y'all | |
| I ain't gon' sweat him I'ma let him come to me | |
| If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon' see | |
| I'm tired of bein out here round the clock | |
| and breakin day, and chasin crackers up the block for my pay | |
| I'm stayin fresh, so chickens check | |
| I'm tryin to step up to the next level, pushin Vettes to the Jets | |
| Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibirum | |
| and stunned I'm waitin for my day to come | |
| I got the urge, to splurge, I don't wanna lifetime sentence | |
| just give me the word | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [JZ] Hey fella I been watchin you clockin | |
| [MB] Who me holdin down this block it ain't nothin | |
| You the man nigga now stop frontin | |
| [JZ] Hahahh I like your style | |
| [MB] Nah, I like YO' style | |
| [JZ] Let's drive around awhile | |
| [MB] Cool nigga | |
| [JZ] Here's a thou' | |
| [MB] A G? I ride witchu for free | |
| I want the longterm riches and bitches | |
| [JZ] Have it all; now listen to me | |
| You let them other niggaz get the name, skip the fame | |
| Ten thou' or a hundred G keep yo' shit the same | |
| [MB] On the low? | |
| [JZ] Yeah, the only way to blow | |
| You let your shit bubble quietly | |
| [MB] AND THEN YOU BLOW! | |
| [JZ] Hey keep your cool | |
| The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand | |
| Then you play your cards | |
| [MB] Then he through dealin I understand | |
| [JZ] Don't blow your dough on hotties | |
| [MB] The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts | |
| and won't break em for nobody! | |
| [JZ] Hah, I like resume, pick a day, you can start | |
| [MB] From now until death do us part... | |
| [Chorus 2X] |
| Vocal: JayZ Memphis Bleek | |
| JayZ | |
| Yeah... | |
| Come experience... life as we know it | |
| As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah | |
| Place, Marcy, Brooklyn | |
| Actions... well, y' all know the actions | |
| Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clockin my rocks | |
| He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock | |
| He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talkin | |
| to honies hawkin I' m the hottest nigga in New York and | |
| I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils | |
| He wanna, run with me, I know this kid' ll be loyal | |
| I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear | |
| then it' s just enough for reup again | |
| I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi' s | |
| to Guess to Versace, now it' s diamonds like Liberace | |
| That' s just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael | |
| where I' m from, just them niggaz who banned from a gun | |
| We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green | |
| I can help shorty blow out like AfroSheen | |
| Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone | |
| That little nigga' s peeps, it' s time to put him on | |
| Chorus: JayZ and Memphis Bleek | |
| It' s time to come up and hold my own weight, defend my crown | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush stand my ground | |
| It' s time to come up stick up my chest, and make some loot | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush stand on my own two | |
| Memphis Bleek | |
| I' m out here slingin bringin the drama, tryin to come up | |
| in the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name | |
| I' m out here servin disturbin the peace, life could be better | |
| like my man reclined in plush leather seats | |
| He' s sellin weight, I' m sellin eight... balls | |
| sixteen tryin to graduate to pushin quarters y' all | |
| I ain' t gon' sweat him I' ma let him come to me | |
| If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon' see | |
| I' m tired of bein out here round the clock | |
| and breakin day, and chasin crackers up the block for my pay | |
| I' m stayin fresh, so chickens check | |
| I' m tryin to step up to the next level, pushin Vettes to the Jets | |
| Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibirum | |
| and stunned I' m waitin for my day to come | |
| I got the urge, to splurge, I don' t wanna lifetime sentence | |
| just give me the word | |
| Chorus | |
| JZ Hey fella I been watchin you clockin | |
| MB Who me holdin down this block it ain' t nothin | |
| You the man nigga now stop frontin | |
| JZ Hahahh I like your style | |
| MB Nah, I like YO' style | |
| JZ Let' s drive around awhile | |
| MB Cool nigga | |
| JZ Here' s a thou' | |
| MB A G? I ride witchu for free | |
| I want the longterm riches and bitches | |
| JZ Have it all now listen to me | |
| You let them other niggaz get the name, skip the fame | |
| Ten thou' or a hundred G keep yo' shit the same | |
| MB On the low? | |
| JZ Yeah, the only way to blow | |
| You let your shit bubble quietly | |
| MB AND THEN YOU BLOW! | |
| JZ Hey keep your cool | |
| The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand | |
| Then you play your cards | |
| MB Then he through dealin I understand | |
| JZ Don' t blow your dough on hotties | |
| MB The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts | |
| and won' t break em for nobody! | |
| JZ Hah, I like resume, pick a day, you can start | |
| MB From now until death do us part... | |
| Chorus 2X |
| Vocal: JayZ Memphis Bleek | |
| JayZ | |
| Yeah... | |
| Come experience... life as we know it | |
| As some of you should know it, yeah, yeah | |
| Place, Marcy, Brooklyn | |
| Actions... well, y' all know the actions | |
| Uhh, I got this shorty on my block always clockin my rocks | |
| He likes the style and profile I think he wanna mock | |
| He likes the way I walk, he sees my money talkin | |
| to honies hawkin I' m the hottest nigga in New York and | |
| I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils | |
| He wanna, run with me, I know this kid' ll be loyal | |
| I watched him make a few ends, to cop his little sneakers and gear | |
| then it' s just enough for reup again | |
| I see myself in his eyes, I moved from Levi' s | |
| to Guess to Versace, now it' s diamonds like Liberace | |
| That' s just the natural cycle, nobody wanna be like Michael | |
| where I' m from, just them niggaz who banned from a gun | |
| We out here trying to make hard white into cohhhhld green | |
| I can help shorty blow out like AfroSheen | |
| Plus I can relive my days of youth which is gone | |
| That little nigga' s peeps, it' s time to put him on | |
| Chorus: JayZ and Memphis Bleek | |
| It' s time to come up and hold my own weight, defend my crown | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush stand my ground | |
| It' s time to come up stick up my chest, and make some loot | |
| Gots to lock it down and when they rush stand on my own two | |
| Memphis Bleek | |
| I' m out here slingin bringin the drama, tryin to come up | |
| in the game and add a couple of dollar signs to my name | |
| I' m out here servin disturbin the peace, life could be better | |
| like my man reclined in plush leather seats | |
| He' s sellin weight, I' m sellin eight... balls | |
| sixteen tryin to graduate to pushin quarters y' all | |
| I ain' t gon' sweat him I' ma let him come to me | |
| If he give me the nod then these niggaz gon' see | |
| I' m tired of bein out here round the clock | |
| and breakin day, and chasin crackers up the block for my pay | |
| I' m stayin fresh, so chickens check | |
| I' m tryin to step up to the next level, pushin Vettes to the Jets | |
| Diamonds reflect from the sun, directly in your equilibirum | |
| and stunned I' m waitin for my day to come | |
| I got the urge, to splurge, I don' t wanna lifetime sentence | |
| just give me the word | |
| Chorus | |
| JZ Hey fella I been watchin you clockin | |
| MB Who me holdin down this block it ain' t nothin | |
| You the man nigga now stop frontin | |
| JZ Hahahh I like your style | |
| MB Nah, I like YO' style | |
| JZ Let' s drive around awhile | |
| MB Cool nigga | |
| JZ Here' s a thou' | |
| MB A G? I ride witchu for free | |
| I want the longterm riches and bitches | |
| JZ Have it all now listen to me | |
| You let them other niggaz get the name, skip the fame | |
| Ten thou' or a hundred G keep yo' shit the same | |
| MB On the low? | |
| JZ Yeah, the only way to blow | |
| You let your shit bubble quietly | |
| MB AND THEN YOU BLOW! | |
| JZ Hey keep your cool | |
| The only way to peep a fool is let him show his hand | |
| Then you play your cards | |
| MB Then he through dealin I understand | |
| JZ Don' t blow your dough on hotties | |
| MB The only thing I got in this world is my word and my nuts | |
| and won' t break em for nobody! | |
| JZ Hah, I like resume, pick a day, you can start | |
| MB From now until death do us part... | |
| Chorus 2X |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)