Listen to Growing Pains (feat. Fate Wilson & Keon Bryce) by Ludacris

Growing Pains (feat. Fate Wilson & Keon Bryce)

Ludacris

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Growing Pains
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ludacris
Ludacris
Vocals
Fate Wilson
Fate Wilson
Vocals
Keon Bryce
Keon Bryce
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Bell
William Bell
Songwriter
Booker T. Jones
Booker T. Jones
Songwriter
Christopher Bridges
Christopher Bridges
Songwriter
Peter Francis
Peter Francis
Songwriter
A. Wilson
A. Wilson
Songwriter
Keon Bryce
Keon Bryce
Songwriter
Rashawnna Guy
Rashawnna Guy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P King "The Specialist"
P King "The Specialist"
Producer
Mike Wilson
Mike Wilson
Recording Engineer
Jason staten
Jason staten
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Ken "Supa Engineer" Duro
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Okay, I remember the days, high rights, low lefts Even Stevens and fades, troops, Lottos, and B K's Those was the days, high tech boots spray painted witcha names T-shirts airbrushed that read the same Thick herringbone chain, one gold with yo' initial Harris Photos, group shots, can you remember? Barry him told his bitch go to the prom and die Didn't lie shot his-self in the head with the 4-5 When she disobeyed, had North Clayton crazed Just to reiterate dog those was the days Fo' the invasions of haters, man crews from all around Used to get down at True Flavas, bumpin' Key Lo Rockin' Damage, Cross Colour and Paco While playboys stepped in talent shows Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school (Old school) We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive 'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew And that's how it went when we were kids In 3 months we stayed in Jamestown, Hamwood and Diplomats Played with Transformers, G.I. Joe's and Thundercats We was lovin' that before they started jackin' jacks For notes from Red Oaks had folks scared to come through College Park after dark, Crown Victorias police unmarked cars Be aware, Wayne Williams was out there, but we ain't care Kids was gettin' stabbed and ditched out there too busy playin' Double dare ya touch shorty on the ass, that's a bet Want your Kool-Aid and sugar, smack your hands and say "sweat" It's mine now place it in my Louis Vuitton pouch Thump a nigga on his knuckles make him say Ouch Slouch socks, box Chevy Caprice Hot Niss, cut da whole Disturbin' Tha Peace Wit no conscience, broke niggaz call 'em nonsense No comments, it's Lil' Fate payin homage to College Park We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive 'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew And that's how it went when we were kids I had a Long John but no Silver, no gold or plat I was simply red from the years, I been holdin' back With two sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches A child of the corn been wild since I was born Climbin' over barbed wire, clothes got torn Shoes got muddy and my click turned cruddy Wherever I go they went they my buddies I brush teeth, brush naps and calm streets Dreamin' of Cadillacs, wood wheels and plush seats Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for action Starin' at beer cans and a moment to crack one Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys And be with the people makin' all that got damn noise, man We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive 'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew And that's how it went when we were kids We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive 'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew And that's how it went when we were kids
Writer(s): Booker T. Jones Jr., Keon Bryce, Arbie Leedester Sr. Wilson, Christopher Brian Bridges, William Bell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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