The Kid LAROI - Kids Are Growing Up (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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The Kid LAROI - Kids Are Growing Up (en) Lyrics
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Growing up, I used to wanna
be my Uncle Wayne
Until I saw his body layin' in
the grave (Rest in peace)
Growing up, I used to want
a Jeep Wrangler (Haha)
Until I got to drive a Range
Growing up, I used to have a lot
of friends (Fuck 'em all)
Until I saw the money change 'em
Growing up, I used to
want a lot of hoes
Until I met Ben Franklin (Haha)
I'm writin' this from a place
that you ain't heard about
And you can only come here through
the word of mouth (That's real)
Growing up, I used to tell
my ma I'll work it out
I worked it out, but now still
somehow shit ain't working
out (Real shit)
Growing up, I watched my favorite
rappers' interviews
I ain't believe 'em when they said
it ain't all what it seems
But now I'm here and realize
they were tellin' truth
'Cause you sacrificed yourself for
everybody's needs by any means
I'm married to the game
for this diamond ring
And I spend more time with her
than anybody else it seems
Courtside with my bitch, we
can't see the nosebleeds
Afterparty, Bootsy Bellows,
hoes make they nose bleed
Always stressin' 'bout my brother,
I know this shit hard on him
Always stressin' 'bout my mama,
but I know that God got her
I'm stressin' out more now than
what I did at rock bottom
And I'm blowin' more clouds hopin'
that'll help stop it
It's all smoke and mirrors
with these bitches
It's all smoke and mirrors with
'em all (For real, haha)
Promised the world and
delivered me an atlas
But I guess that's how it goes
Ooh, I don't know why I can't
believe it (Oh yeah)
Oh, nothin' ever is in
season, oh (Ooh)
I thought my nightmares were my
dreams (Ooh, I don't believe)
This ain't what it seems, no, no
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