Mishlawi Growing Pains Lyrics

[Letra de "Growing Pains"]

[Verse 1]
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
f*ck 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 motherf*ckin' 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

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's f*ck me its f*ck you, with your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they told but then we got it back

[Chorus]
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 [Verse 2]
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

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a cold world, no sweater, no blanket
Violate, vendetta, you gon' take it
If it's f*ck me its f*ck you, with your goofy ass
I was robbed up in my city and they told but then we got it back

[Chorus]
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