Roble Regal - Growing Pains lyrics

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Roble Regal - Growing Pains lyrics

Intro - I heard my boy became a murderer I heard my ex a baby mama And that my boy became a murderer! See, we just trying to make sense of things My head turns, the world spins The world turns, and my head spins I don't know.. see I don't know I don't know.. Verse 1: I sit back and look at all My n***as that is gone Used to come and hit the block Always catch 'em on the curb Now they outchea on the clock Either that or in the dirt Saw my ex the other day All she asked for was a rock Girl, I don't recognize a part of ya! It's best that we don't talk I heard my boy a murderer! Filled his boy with shots; And I ain't talking alcoholics College kids, I'm talking Glocks! My head be spinning, phone be ringing Everybody wanna gawk! "n***a where you been at?! These days we don't talk" I hope you don't think that I don't like you anymore Or like you like I did before I'm just kicking down these doors So we can't kick it like we did When I've kicked and scored these goals we can kick it! - Chorus Do I know you? Well I did.. How about now? You still that kid? Well, I don't know, I don't know You gotta grow, so I don't know Been on my own, chasing dough Saying no to changing though - Bridge Cuz I came up from that bottom! But never really got 'em They drowning in bottles I'm drowning in my thoughts Yea, I'm a deep thinker I see into All the ironies behind a free n**uh Verse 2: All of the souls that went missing Fell victim to the system Or fell victim to an ism Isn't it funny how prisons Don't need to have bars to be a prison Insecurities in these women Ruined me, yea they got me thinking Sinning, swimming in vixens Virgins, virgos, and villains Bad b**hes and business Got me brazen and busy Almost distracted from ambitions Contradicted my religion I hope that you deserve it My presence and my person Growing pains paint my perversions Praying for paper, pigging like pot pies Fill a room with bills like Washington archives Abandoned my fears Adopted thaasophobia Ain't sitting down 'til all my years euphoria - Chorus - Bridge

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