Grown
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When I came in when I know gonna kill all the shows Call the judge, let him know I'm the bomb that's 'bout to blow Call me Scube, in a minute gonna see me on the news Ima blow, leave a stain, y'all be calling out my name On the road, through the tolls See me grow, walking on the road Was down below, we wanna get above Me and my bros, how we grow on the road To and fro, it's how we go While we grow, while we walking down the road Pray for doe, prayed we grow Hoped it better and now we grown By the road, so cold, I was freezing Had to hustle make it, nobody believed in Ain't no pain without no gain, no, ain't no breathing room Wanna see me, cc me on tv See me under rain, up on the rails See me on the train, hope that shit prevails Y'all up on my lane, get up, out my way Get down from the throne, I'm the next in this game I'm the next in the game, they said I'm the same Still up on that name, they were laughing at my chase Music ain't all about the fame, it gets me out my pain If you turn around, you'll see shits ain't all the same, on a low On the road, through the tolls See me grow, walking on the road Was down below, we wanna get above Me and my bros, how we grow on the road To and fro, it's how we go While we grow, while we walking down the road Pray for doe, prayed we grow Hoped it better and now we grown These days see me up on the road Running from the po-po, going on a low What 'bout them nights I was sleeping on the floors Ain't nobody there for me, stains on my clothes Calling on your phone, son leave me alone You don't know your paw-paw, you're not in my zone Was already growing from the start, down below in the dark Where you left me lonely, they thought I'll never grow Grinding on the road Cruising with my bros Running saw the stop sign, f*ck it ima go Gas on, I'm the goat Put it out in notes I don't do the dope, I don't need to smoke Got it out the blue, got it out the mud Got it out the gutters, now I'm in the room Had to get the bag, put it in a sack Back when I told my brothers, that's when we knew Gotta make the doe, make it on a low Gotta leave the old things, we gotta be grown They said they plight, it came to a fight We end in conclusion, we gotta be known Hopped on the boat dragging a bag We sang while we modeled, we worked and we rapped Now that we grown, gone to the home Singing on rapping, we wanna be sold On the road, through the tolls See me grow, walking on the road Was down below, we wanna get above Me and my bros, how we grow on the road To and fro, it's how we go While we grow, while we walking down the road Pray for doe, prayed we grow Hoped it better and now we grown
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