Song: Growing Up
Artist:  Ase_735
Year: 2017
Viewed: 4 - Published at: 5 years ago

(Verse 1)
I was Born 4 pounds and 6 inches long
Clip hanging off quick to spit if you play with my boss
I reminisce on the old times
When I was 9
Hollow tips, wood grip thought I was one of my kind
My sight blind hope you ain't in the wrong place at the wrong time
My chrome shine in the nighttime
Rage, catch all of mine
Red beam my concubine
Combined we precise as date and time
No evidence left at the scene of crime
Ik who real Ik who living lies
Hoes in disguise
See the fear in they eyes as they rollback and die
Raising hell at the gauge of 12
Busting shotgun shells
You ain't safe with grey hair
Niggas don't play fair
Rob em for they check in the mail
Put bukoo niggas on the front page
For they hoe ways
Ogs and hard heads running, ducking my strays
In cold blood they lay
Same shit everyday load me up and blast me away
As for good memories Ion have nun to this day
Everybody eyes got glimmers of hate
Ducking soo many murder cases
I can't take it
But my boss refuse to leave the house naked
Most who fuck with me can't spell sobriety
Only a certain society ride with me
Many died by me
Criminal minds like mine young dumb and blind
Gunshot
Victims of crime
(hook)
Venom deadly when I'm throwing up
gunshot
Bodies drop when my nose is up
gunshot
I did a lot of shit growing up
Childhood was fucked up
Government get rich off us
I seen a lot of shit growing up

Venom deadly when I'm throwing up
Bodies drop when my nose is up
I did a lot of shit growing up
Childhood was fucked up
Government get rich off us
I seen a lot of shit growing up

( Ase_735 )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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