They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper
Inspired enough to one day grow up
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club
Still be needing to grow up
Tryna blow up, lets hope and pray that im the greatest when i grow up.
Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
You need to grow up and maybe pay more attention in health class.
We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last
Giving us children who look up and be inspired
Back like i never ever left in the first
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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