Growing Pains Lyrics

Sometimes it's hard to reminisce

Ay when I'm dead and gone hope y'all remember this

We was always in the streets it got us all apprenticeships

It was often like a full time job but not with benefits

So we tried to make the most of shit but no hope for a gutter kid

Worked two jobs to pay the rent on time is what your mother did

Daddy couldn't hold a job brother did another bid

Now you bout to walk inside the same footsteps your brother did

It's a constant struggle but I had folks that were close to me

Got they back and they got mine cause that's just how it's supposed to be

Brothers that we lost along the way so have a toast with me

And if I focus hard enough I still could see the ghost of me

Got my city tatted and I wear it like a badge of honor

Put me on the stand and I don't even know that man your honor

Got no memory it must've been that bad Juana

And they couldn't stop us even tho we know how bad you wanna

See that's the drama and part of me still miss it

But every now and then I take a shot and we revisit

To the part of me that's gone that's the part of me complicit

And it's hard to be alone but the heart of me dismiss it

But we gotta keep it movin' tell 'em all to push and strive

And bust open a Vega baby put the Kush inside

From staring over steering wheels to cars we couldn't drive

I know it's far from over baby boy so look alive

This shit crazy

This shit crazy

Yeah

Uh

To all my friends, to my three brothers I love y'all

That's how it went, when we were kids

Life in forty-eight bars

Probably stole about 48 cars

Stuck my weed inside like 48 jars

Had to learn this shit the hard way that shorty ain't ours

Or she definitely wasn't mine though

All the time invested wasn't all a waste of time though

Only times a wasted if it doesn't make your mind grow

And if your eyes are closed I guess you might as well be blind so

Like I said, that's a hard lesson learned

Had to properly school myself in the art of getting burned

Had to face some consequences that I thought I didn't earn

But that shit is in the past now it's not of his concern

Really not of my concern was the thought of getting right

Never hang around with dogs that always bark but didn't bite

It was always circumstances that we often didn't like

But my mama had a way of turning darkness into light

Always arguments and fights so I'd hit the streets and roam

And end up getting places with no way of getting home

When's it's time to face the music ain't no need to bitch and moan

Cause the time inside a cage taught me to sit and be alone

How to make it on my own went from mystery to known

Went from catching misdemeanors but now this demeanor gone

Contradictory at times but the history is known

So I sit and write this music hoping this could lead us home