KIDS ARE GROWING UP (PART 1)

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' interviews

I ain't believe 'em 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 (Ooh)

I thought my nightmares were my dreams (Ooh, I don't believe)

This ain't what it seems, no, no