Mishlawi - Growing Pains lyrics
[Mishlawi - Growing Pains lyrics]
Too many nights I had to stay
Up circles under my eyes
I gotta stay loyal to these plans
Until the day that I die
Too many growing pains I suffered
Crashing learning to fly
I gotta watch the way I move can't
Trade my watch for my life
My sister just became a mother
I'm in love with Bahia
Fuck the pandemic I was staying home
And ain't get to see her
My sister she just had a baby
Named her after my father's mother
And when he heard the news he cried
To know she was thinking of her
Thesе rappers think they rich but they
Just do it for instagram
I'm rich in rеal life bitch
I'm a motherfuckin' business man
My father tried to give us shit he never had
So when my daughter Turning 10 know imma
Get her ass a birkin bag
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's fuck me it's fuck you
With your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they
Told but then we got it back
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
I've fallen out with my brothers
And it ain't feeling right, selfish
Yeah I wrote a song but I ain't
Do no shit to help it
See Richie that's my brother made me
Believe that I got it
Dadda was my DJ when nobody
Was in the audience
And if Trace ever need me on
The first flight to Los Angeles
I thank God for Ben my manager
Don't know how he handle it
'Cause, I know I give you a hard time
And I been tryna make it out 'cause if
I shine then we gon' all shine
They don't wanna count me in and if
I die I ain't gon' rest good
I'm holding down 351 in
London rapping on Westwood
Why they talk down on a youngin' getting
Cash saying I went pop with it
I'm an authentic artist never play
Me for the opposite
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's fuck me it's fuck you
With your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they
Told but then we got it back
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
Up circles under my eyes
I gotta stay loyal to these plans
Until the day that I die
Too many growing pains I suffered
Crashing learning to fly
I gotta watch the way I move can't
Trade my watch for my life
My sister just became a mother
I'm in love with Bahia
Fuck the pandemic I was staying home
And ain't get to see her
My sister she just had a baby
Named her after my father's mother
And when he heard the news he cried
To know she was thinking of her
Thesе rappers think they rich but they
Just do it for instagram
I'm rich in rеal life bitch
I'm a motherfuckin' business man
My father tried to give us shit he never had
So when my daughter Turning 10 know imma
Get her ass a birkin bag
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's fuck me it's fuck you
With your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they
Told but then we got it back
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
I've fallen out with my brothers
And it ain't feeling right, selfish
Yeah I wrote a song but I ain't
Do no shit to help it
See Richie that's my brother made me
Believe that I got it
Dadda was my DJ when nobody
Was in the audience
And if Trace ever need me on
The first flight to Los Angeles
I thank God for Ben my manager
Don't know how he handle it
'Cause, I know I give you a hard time
And I been tryna make it out 'cause if
I shine then we gon' all shine
They don't wanna count me in and if
I die I ain't gon' rest good
I'm holding down 351 in
London rapping on Westwood
Why they talk down on a youngin' getting
Cash saying I went pop with it
I'm an authentic artist never play
Me for the opposite
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's fuck me it's fuck you
With your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they
Told but then we got it back
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me
And if i left you down in the dark
I was wrong put the blame on me
I turned into a slave to a slave I
Feel free with these chains on me