When I Grow Up (Remix)

When I Grow Up (Remix) This is a remix of NF’s powerful track “When I Grow Up.” I wanted to take the raw honesty and underdog energy that made the original hit so hard and put my own voice on it while still staying extremely close to the heart of the song. The same hunger, the same self-doubt mixed with quiet determination, and that same refusal to quit are all still here, just filtered through my perspective. From the very first line, the goal was to keep that conversational, almost vulnerable tone NF is known for. The bars still talk about chasing a dream that most people write off, about choosing the harder path instead of the safe one, and about wanting something real out of this music thing. I kept the structure tight and the chorus almost untouched because those hooks are too strong to mess with. The verses lean heavily on the original flow and themes but with enough new wording and slight shifts to make it feel like a true remix rather than a cover. At the end of the day, this record is about proving something to yourself more than anyone else. It’s about knowing the odds are stacked, knowing people are already counting you out, and still showing up every day ready to swing. I hope when you press play you feel that same fire the original gave you, just with a different voice carrying it this time. Lyrics: Yeah, when I grow up, you know what I wanna be? Take a seat, let me spit these updated dreams I wanna rap, yeah, still hard to believe And I can tell you’re already thinkin’ I won’t ever succeed But I’m okay with it, I admit the bars were weak I’ve been sharpenin’ the blade, now the cut runs deep I understand you gotta crawl before you stand on your feet But I’ve been sprintin’ for years, they still ain’t ready for me, ah I know this path still ain’t exactly realistic And honestly, I might not ever shift the statistics But that don’t make a difference, I’ma keep on riskin’ I’ve been grindin’ numbers, you don’t need a mathematician To see the odds ain’t rootin’ for me I can’t lie though, it’s exactly how I like it to be The underdog, yeah, you think you know what I mean But what I’m sayin’ is they ever push me, I’ma swing, yeah I could chase the safe route, get in debt like everybody else Graduate and land a job that barely pays the bills That don’t make a lot of sense to me, forget the happy meals I don’t want the dollar menu, I’d rather cook the real Huh? Make a mil’? Nah, I said make it real Home-cooked vision, fire under the grill Everything I see is overdone, I’m not tryin’ to be Adele But I’ma get that record deal and say hello to mass appeal Chorus When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills Rappin’ ‘bout the way I feel, oh yeah I just want to make a couple mil’ Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah I just want to sign a record deal Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah Might not be the best in my field But I guarantee that I’ma die real When I grow up Yeah, ayy When I grow up Yeah, yeah, ayy I’ma make ‘em notice me, rhymin’ like it’s poetry Everything I oversee, I still like to overthink Mockin’ me, you pay the fee, no return and no receipts Those of you that don’t believe, quiet, you don’t know a thing Quiet when I’m tryna sing, quiet when I’m makin’ beats Quiet when I’m tryna think, sorry if I start to scream I just feel like no one really gets me and it’s sad to see ‘Cause someday I’ma grow up and show all of you it’s meant to be, yeah Anybody wanna hear me rap? (no!) Come on, let me play a couple tracks (no!) Come on, I can spit it really fast (no!) You think I should throw this in the trash? (no!) Tricked you, haters, step aside before I hit you I am not a beggar or a kiss-up You don’t understand? Well, I forgive you I am not a quitter, you ain’t really think that, did you? Maybe someday I could even be up on the radio Have a tour bus and maybe even play a couple shows Everybody in the crowd singin’ every word I wrote Tellin’ me that I am not the only one that feels alone Huh? You feel alone? Yeah, I still kinda feel alone Wonder if that feelin’ ever leaves when you get old Will I ever make it as an artist? I don’t really know Might not make a lot of dough, I’ma have to try it though Chorus When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills Rappin’ about the way I feel, oh yeah I just want to make a couple mil’ Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah I just want to sign a record deal Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah Might not be the best in my field But I guarantee that I’ma die real When I grow up, I just want to pay my bills (woo) Rappin’ about the way I feel, oh yeah (the way I feel) Yeah, I just want to make a couple mil’ (ayy) Leave it to the fam in the will, oh yeah (to the fam in the will) I just want to sign a record deal (woo) Maybe buy a house up in the hills, oh yeah (a house up in the hills) Yeah, I might not be the best in my field (ayy) But I guarantee that I’ma die real When I grow up Credits: Vocals by Lil Mirage Beat by NF Remix & arrangement by Lil Mirage #WhenIGrowUp #NF #LilMirage #NFRemix #WhenIGrowUpRemix #RapRemix #Underdog #HipHop #NewMusic #IndieRap #RapMusic #Motivation #DieReal #PayMyBills #RecordDeal #OriginalRemix #MusicRelease #RapCulture #Bars #Lyricism #KeepPushing #NeverQuit #RealMusic #IndependentArtist #NewArtist #RapGame #HipHopCommunity #MusicLovers #RapFans #NFFans #StudioSession #RawRap #Authentic #GrindMode #DreamChaser #MusicianLife #SongRelease #OutNow #SupportIndie #RapLife