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Growth
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Growth was released on April 17, 2024 by Jackson Boddy as a part of the album Growth - Single
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Release DateApril 17, 2024
LabelJackson Boddy
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Boddy
Jackson Boddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Arcade
David Arcade
Producer

Lyrics

I could use a vacay
I've been on a roll
She wanna be my main thing
Guess we'll never know
I'm trying to erase things
I don't wanna know
But I can't see your growth
Bitch, I'm losing all my hope
Is it cause you're lazy?
You don't wanna cope
Bitches say the same thing
Eeny, miny, moe
Saying ya'll the same as Tate
Thinking later on the road
If you wanna leave a message go and leave it at the tone
Monkey and banana, I'm a phantom with a ruler clip
Oh, your man a dog? Let this Chop go and neuter him
'02 baby, from the Valley
I ain't new to this
Ten thousand hours, how you saying that I'm rooted?
Plant a Grammy in the desert Imma be next to the root of it
Yeah, Oh now you're faking your influences?
What's up with the pandering?
Acting like a fan again
Huh, what a shame
They ain't know my name, right before I came, and didn't Google it
I used to want that bitch, but then she ruined it
I acted like she acted, why she act like she ain't used to it?
I'm off the juice and Goose, I'm lit
That just mean I'm cool as fuck
He ain't speak to me the one time we met, he computer tough
We just getting started, you starving, what that make you to us?
Not shit, pardon my partners they pop up, who the fuck?
Beefin' and he creasing like a sneaker, should've loosened up
I let my Sig sing, you know I keep a Kali Uchis tucked
I could use a vacay
I've been on a roll
She wanna be my main thing
Guess we'll never know
I'm trying to erase things
I don't wanna know
But I can't see your growth
Bitch, I'm losing all my hope
Is it cause you're lazy?
You don't wanna cope
Bitches say the same thing
Eeny, miny, moe
Saying ya'll the same as Tate
Thinking later on the road
If you wanna leave a message go and leave it at the tone
Sing me all my lyrics, but I swear that bitch is tone deaf
Treat the back of the Sprinter like it's a closed set
Cuff a ****, more like giving him your own debt
The one's agreeing, they don't see that it's a slow death
Going out cause you're allergic to your own bed
All your karma catching up, bitch I got no regrets
I'm keeping one in the chamber in case it's going left
You bitches for the plot, I'm for the protest
I'm a hoe
More or less
Bring 'em in
Both your friends
I would cuff all three of you, but I know that I won't progress
You got a man, I got a tech
Tell him he should check himself
One shot make him hold his chest like the pledge after the bell
We just getting started, it's sparking, you moving slow as hell
Piped up, I just brought my wife to a show and tell
She said she a Goddess, a demon hiding below the veil
Told her Imma pray for her, she laughed, but I was so for real
Written by: Jackson Boddy
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