VFLOYD - Let Me Grow Older lyrics

Back home back, back home back, back home I left my girl back home, I let my girl let go And now I'm all alone, out here trying to get on I think of you everyday, just thought I'd make that known That I'll be back and you better believe that I can give you a better me So let your seat back this my specialty my reverie with melody I plotted robbing for promo cheese to drop this album Thought of statistics then said f** it man them thoughts I trashed em' They probably laugh at him then hara** him and then outcast him Watch how I smash em' and run on past em' and then outlast em' I mixed this album on speakers financed by Ricky Brascom Via Mike B, for the right fee he'll make you some magic For this sh** we some addicts, this sh** bouta be tragic This sh** bouta get drastic, this sh** bout be cla**ic (keep, keep holding em) This sh** bouta be cla**ic My n***a DT said this sound like some old school sh** This sh** bouta be cla**ic Like how I come in with them muthaf**in horns n***a, thats me on the damn guitars n***a thats me on everything This sh** bouta be cla**ic The production fantastic Engineering ain't average n***a ego Jura**ic All my people is ratchet Private trio for taxes Lawyers still contracted This a real enactment This is real combat b**h And i'm still intact, sh** (right here) This ain't baptist or catholic This that straight out the crack sh** This that ain't hit the rack sh** Yea that still in the back sh** Bouta pop up like acne If you feel it then back me You on twitter then @ me Got a question DM me Never stressing I'm friendly Count our blessings and then we Be right there where the sin be Man I gotta pray mo' bruh And say no to these hoes bruh I believe in Jehovah Hope he Let Me Grow Older Playing my guitar, playing my guitar Playing my guitar, playing my guitar Oooohhh, oooohhhh yea Playing my guitar, playing my guitar Playing my guitar, playing my guitar Oooohhh, oooohhhh yea