This is a song about "Grow"

Do it, okay, okay

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

Slow, -ly watch as i start to grow

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

He wasn't there to see his little boy grow

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I'm trying to send a message to help your mind grow,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

And with each life lesson the more i tend to grow

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow