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KIDS ARE GROWING UP

The Kid LAROI

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Yeah Growing up, I used to wanna be my uncle Wayne Until I saw his body layin' in the grave (rest in peace) Growing up, I used to want a Jeep Wrangler (haha) Until I got to drive a Range Growing up, I used to have a lot of friends (fuck 'em all) Until I saw the money change 'em Growing up, I used to want a lot of hoes Until I met Ben Franklin (haha) I'm writin' this from a place that you ain't heard about And you can only come here through the word of mouth (that's real) Growing up, I used to tell my ma, "I'll work it out" I worked it out, but now, still, somehow shit ain't working out (real shit) Growing up, I watched my favorite rappers' interviews I ain't believe 'em when they said it ain't all what it seems But now I'm here and realize they were tellin' truth 'Cause you sacrificed yourself for everybody's needs by any means I'm married to the game for this diamond ring And I spend more time with her than anybody else, it seems Courtside with my bitch, we can't see the nosebleeds Afterparty, Bootsy Bellows, hoes make they nose bleed Always stressin' 'bout my brother, I know this shit hard on him Always stressin' 'bout my mama, but I know that God got her I'm stressin' out more now than what I did at rock-bottom And I'm blowin' more clouds, hopin' that'll help stop it It's all smoke and mirrors with these bitches It's all smoke and mirrors with 'em all (for real, haha) Promised the world and delivered me an atlas But I guess that's how it goes Ooh, I don't know why I can't believe it (oh, yeah) Oh, nothin' ever is in season, oh (ooh) I thought my nightmares were my dreams (ooh, I don't believe) This ain't what it seems, no, no Hey Charlton, been tryin' to call, it's Mum Just wanted to check up and say I miss you Call me back when you get a chance, love you We been to hell and back together, you're my closest friend (uh) Shit, you probably know me better than I know myself And you're the reason why I never rest I walk into the crib, high as hell, head full of stress I love you even though sometimes I forget to text I'd give everything even if it means I have nothing left And even at your worst, for us, you tried your best And all this shit that we went through together, I just won't forget You check me when I spend lots of money that I make You tell me you won't ever let me make the same mistakes You makin' sure we had it good, and then we lost it all A year later, hidin' narcotics in the wall of the apartment We was livin' in, in King's Cross Always thought my uncle was a boss But now he up with God, I thought he was invincible Ninth grade, turned around and said, "Fuck my principal", and dropped out And this was at the time that we ain't have a house And me and you was sleepin' on the separate ends of Louie's couch I would go to JD's to make music, end up passing out And wake up with my back sore Callin', tryna figure out just where you at, shit made me mad Seein' you in the back of the ambulance, to the hospital I thought you weren't comin' back Next mornin', walked in just like nothing happened You'd never admit the problems that you had And tell me that I'm bein' crazy if I ever asked But now I got my own problems, and I understand 'Cause I try to protect you from anything bad Ooh, I don't know why I can't believe it (oh, yeah) Oh, nothin' ever is in season, oh (ooh) I thought my nightmares were my dreams (ooh, I don't believe) This ain't what it seems, no, no
Writer(s): Michael Gordon, Charlton Howard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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