This is a song about "Firms growing"

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

These faces and places are growing old,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Growing glowing pot, tastes better sparked, served hot, cops know squat.

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

I am growing impatient

People love hodgy i hate you though

Growing up i had your posters o

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Growing up as a kid, life can be tough