Skipping class and growing cold
The truth shall be told
Fifty millions and we're still growing!
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
Your man wale in his own damn lane
I'm growing in like rogaine
I'm on deck i'm up next
Growing up by myself
Call levi's we can see about the home cook
These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.
How they stand there, cuffed up, patient
I am growing impatient
High heel wearer, hell of a body
Yet fame growing slower than a tree.
Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle
Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble
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