Lil Zay Osama - How I Grew Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Zay Osama - How I Grew Up (en) Lyrics
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We had to rob and beat the buckets
'cause we ain't had
shit (We ain't had shit)
My bougie family seen us as all the
bad kids (As all the bad kids)
This just how I grew up, I wasn't
your average (Average)
Daddy wasn't there, so the streets
made me a savage (I'm a savage)
This just how I grew
up (How I grew up)
Signs and shit we threw
up (That we threw up)
I got used to shootouts
(Used to shootouts)
We ditched school to boot
up (To boot up)
Smoke an opp, now who
up? (Now who up?)
I got rich, now who up?
(Rich, now who up?)
Now everybody knеw us (They knew us)
They ain't nеver knew
us (Never knew us)
The floors was hard to sleep on
Tryna fuck my cousin's cousin,
we was tryna get our freak on
We played house up in the crib
Put down traps in every corner to
catch the mouse up in the crib
Eat ramen noodles in the house, it's
like Roc South up in the crib
My house was the trap house
I let the guys in through the
back, my OG let 'em back out
I let my bitch in through the back,
I was tryna blow her back out
I live what I rap 'bout
Blow thirty as I back out
They must wanna die now
This just how I blew up
All these bitches ain't wanna
fuck before a nigga blew up
If it's war, then it's war, tell
them niggas, "Suit up"
Now a nigga got some money, they
say I'm doin' too much
They say I'm doin' too much
Now everybody knew us (They knew us)
They ain't never knew
us (Never knew us)
I grew up a screw up, watch
them boys who you trust
Close the door at mama house,
I call the bops to chew up
Coupe all white like Ku Klux,
I'm rollin' with my shooters
Bitches fuckin' with the opps again,
look how they do us, uh
Shots fired, we was totin' Berettas,
my homie died, I got a vendetta
Switch on the back, so
it clap a lil' better
My side ain't sunny, better
grab an umbrella
Drug money to just copped Margielas
Would've thought my block got better
Show too much love to the streets
She'll steal your heart if you let her
Nah, it ain't no rainbows, I'm
from where they bang poles
I don't care if it's heaven or hell,
take me where the gang go, uh
I remember we was steppin' on shells
and I rock the same clothes, uh
Got it out the mud, can't you tell?
Diamonds and my chain gold, uh
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