The Kid LAROI - KIDS ARE GROWING UP lyrics

[The Kid LAROI - KIDS ARE GROWING UP lyrics]

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' interviеws
I ain't believe 'еm 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 (O oh)
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 Mom
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 (I understand)

Ooh, I don't know why I can't believe it
(Oh, yeah)
Oh, nothin' ever is in season, oh (O oh)
I thought my nightmares were my dreams
(Ooh, I don't believe)
This ain't what it seems, no, no

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