This is a song about "Growing up rich"

Growing up in the streets was easy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Growing up by myself

Sweet, okay makes sense

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

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

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

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

This information is vital, look

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Kids growing up to be little pricks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

It's insane, growing up, they told me, "don't go against the grain",

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Growing up i had your posters o