Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for
Rather die making money than live poor and legal
Yeah and growing up i always loved music but people
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Growing up in the streets was easy
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line
After lebron, i'm what's next
Growing up by myself
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle
It's insane, growing up, they told me, "don't go against the grain",
Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again
Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs
Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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