Growing Pains - mishlawi

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

These rappers think they rich, but they just do it for Instagram

I’m rich in real 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 I’ma 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, its 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, its 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