This is a song about "Growing up in merced"

They be little, young, kid i am growing up

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Growing up in the streets was easy

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

All the women say my name, at the same damn time

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

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Continues to grow pinochio taught growing up that you reap what you sow. but

It was hard for me and moms growing up

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good