Lyrics:
grow / it's hard livin' / thankful my old man never let it break his spirits when bringing bacon for children home / but we couldn't afford to keep me
the power of love was upon them
But you see, girls, I don't mean to come down on you
But this man loved this woman so
He can really say love is blind
He
asking
I could be your habit
But that's it
I'm an ignorant, low down type of brother
I know you heard about me baby girl, like none other
I'm with
hu-umped me down, paged a nigga on my beepah.
As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speakah.
My girl paged again, and again, and again,
of being a famous DJ just to find that I'd hate it
Always traveling, never home
Late nights in those stale clubs
With burnt out thirty years olds
And people
Hahaha Run!
This must be heaven sent
Only God's got the evidence
cnd the beat is the medicine
I wait till it hits me like heroin
Hello, old friend
at the clothes Mom bought
And those who weren't laughing still had a ball
Because they were pointing and whispering
As I walked down the hall
I got home
at the clothes Mom bought
And those who weren't laughing still had a ball
Because they were pointing and whispering
As I walked down the hall
I got home
want you everyday girl you tweaking
You always want me home soon as I’m leaving
I was coming home can you be there
I’m balling like I played last season
hu-umped me down, paged a nigga on my beepah.
As I continue to adjust the amps and bust the speakah.
My girl paged again, and again, and again,
Flow scary like horror shows
I make your girl ghost ya
I rip down the posters to your shows you poser
Someone come get these crows squawking out my front
day by day
We will win all the mental games
Get ride of all the shame you carry
Start a fresh day
We are going big or go home
Going home is not
live, you'll never Grow Old
So just give me you love, so we can row this Boat Home
Girl I Love You, like Honey to a Bee
Girl I Love You, like a Bird in
Yea I'm flowin' with that old school shit
Don't talk down on me or you're gonna get the full clip
Pull up on 'em I might have to bust this dudes lip
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
show all my young niggas
There's other ways you get them dollars and funds niggas
Coming down in an old school, co cool
Whip like a 5 bar call it so cool
the coast, I wonder if God flies coach
I wonder if Cam can really see me at my South by shows
I got my dogs with me I keep a Rottweiler close
So if you
Blue hundreds what i'm getting, ain't no 50s, imma rich G yeah
Bust down its a wrist ting, it be glistening like its pissing yeah
My old bitch said
out like a psycho
What's he gonna do? Where's he gonna go now
Last I heard he was living in a motel
Broke up with his old girl then he broke down
Took
gotta ask why?
This plant is my medicine and makes sure I get by
It's there when I need it most and I just might cry
Helps when I'm in places that I ain't
the light
Genius ain't measured by some school district marks
Baby go head, show the universe a champion
The 144000? It can't be them!
Young mastered
know how you're doin' this
Logan, you're insane
Crows talk but I ignore the fact
My old girl has changed
Skinny kid eatin' chicken and
Nothing but eggs
take me back
Got my backpack and raps and I'm facing crap
Want you by my side, just so you can hold me down
The realist girl that I'll find
In this awful
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
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