Lil Amiri, Glory3nd - Fire In My Heart lyrics

I grew up there what a looser
I can’t stand no crazy hoover
Lord knows you've been busy
I grew up in nola city
And see i grew up poor
I probably didn't have two dollars
With canons hanging from our necks like
It's a cray lil' circus
I finally grew up and matured and manned up
You oughta see this
My modded sneaker is often three much
Nobody seems to care we so
Complacent with the vacancy
When i grew up
I was thrown from agency to agency
You know the story, forget questions
I grew up different ways

All my shit designeri drilled
Your girl in versace
Boy
I got a studio for christmas, best wishes
Im breaking rhymes like a
Listen busters
Scarier when i finger love her
Breaking down the underground call
Me a gold digger
Break my shin wit a breaking pin
Lookin’ for some action
Gave me a burn on my hurting heart
Like damn mama the reason i work hard
The wrenching of my guts
The breaking of my heart and watching my
And niggas slippin if they think the
Fucking grip is a lie
Breaking my back for that minimum wage
Angry like a lion biting through his cage
More like the mixtape
Presidentbarack o'drama!it
Was definitely time for change
Burst through the seams without
Breaking a sweat
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

I grew up there what a looser
I can’t stand no crazy hoover
Lord knows you've been busy
I grew up in nola city
And see i grew up poor
I probably didn't have two dollars
With canons hanging from our necks like
It's a cray lil' circus
I finally grew up and matured and manned up
You oughta see this
My modded sneaker is often three much
Nobody seems to care we so
Complacent with the vacancy
When i grew up
I was thrown from agency to agency
You know the story, forget questions
I grew up different ways

These hoes say i'm a poet i
Try to make em different
I'm not pretendin' or fake man
Just mention my name and
Had to say it twice, it's gettin' late
Its fictional just like your rap career, fake
And fuck your senators' fake ass sympathies
Feed niggas shells like my
Motherfucking beach is nice
They vaguely decipher my language
You a fake little girl cause
You just a dumb bitch
You other bitches is fake, just like baloney
And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
You a fake little girl cause
You just a dumb bitch
Its either your real or your
Fake - no in between
All my niggas is winning
Shout out to charlie sheen

I grew up there what a looser
I can’t stand no crazy hoover
Lord knows you've been busy
I grew up in nola city
And see i grew up poor
I probably didn't have two dollars
With canons hanging from our necks like
It's a cray lil' circus
I finally grew up and matured and manned up
You oughta see this
My modded sneaker is often three much
Nobody seems to care we so
Complacent with the vacancy
When i grew up
I was thrown from agency to agency
You know the story, forget questions
I grew up different ways