Growing up by myself
And if you pay for that yourself
You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal
Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle
Showered in your objects you don't know about the projects
I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends
Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,
In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends
Dealers walkin’ a tightwire in the public housing projects,
While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends
About my son growing up without the best mom ever mentioned.
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart
Bunch of kids growing up learning shit the way that's hard,
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