The Way I Grew Up

Suggestin' that Ima white kid means I earn a lot
You think I got a big house, and I'm smoking lots of pot
You say 'I don't need a job, I got lots of the money'
But my shoes were too bunk I couldn't pick up the honeys
Now everybody believes that I got it hella easy
Stealin' in the super market, ain't gotta be sleezy
And classes were breezy, cause teachers believed me
When I said I couldn't do my homework weekly
Once I became a grad, I felt like I was complete
But little did I know I had to get to my feet
I got kicked out quickly, like nobody missed me
I took a left turn shit, I must've been tipsy
Damn I'm confused, like I'm standing on a brick wall
Lookin' both ways, don't know which way to fall
So now that I'm on my own, Ima need a bit of luck
Don't blame me, that's just the way I grew up

That's just
The way I grew up

Sometimes it's so hard to win, it's the happiness within
No matter how hard it gets, I can always tell a friend
And they can lift me up, when I'm sittin' on the ground
Lookin' left to right for something around me
Myself, yah It's me, myself, and I
And when things be lookin' down, I just look up at the sky
Lines on my paper, what's written on my journal
Lookin' just as good as the paintin' of my mural
Can't get shot by the police cause the color of my skin
Take a closer look and please do not chime in
I put it down for my city, and what it represents
I don't a big house or a white picket fence
It was always a little rough, you know it was tough
I remember back in the days when I always had enough
Now that I'm on my own, Ima need a bit of luck
I better rely on the days and the way I grew up



Credits
Writer(s): Kainoa Allen
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