Growth
Aviator, yeah, this song is progress
This whole feeing is growth to me
In my 31st years I been running through the jungle- been
Strapped to the back and had a nigga bout to crumble million times
I remember replaying the grinds
On a daily basis Moms and Pops was trying they best
Hiding that stress, yet high as a jet
It was me and myself, trying find me a set
The rest of me, the best that I could hope to be
Was just a little bit older than a young OG
But then, phew, he was taken from me
And I was broken
Trying pull myself together back then I started smoking
I was- holding myself in that moment a million times till it's over sometimes I replay
At times I delay I hate to say it
Hate to be the one made you leave it
'At's how I gets all lost when I'm trying to grieve, Shit
But it can't hurt me no more
Found the light- at the end of the tunnel
Your boy gone - like
I can't apologize for it
My best friends, they look at me
They tell me what they see, a different dream
I try to find myself somewhere amongst the circles
But I'm always in a square living my damn life
It's a struggle just to get right
It's not so natural for the kid I was an artist type
I played all the games, listened to all the lames
I trended hip-hop, tried out all the names
All the different styles flipping through a million discs
L.O.D., Black & Tan, City of Dreams seeing shit
And that was life or death- followed by my Lions steps
We can get it back within as long as we don't fight what's next
Unh, they told me Die Another Day
But that was one side of my I'm trying grow up out of that phase
So now I'm flying alone
Solo floating for my eyes on home, I still love y'all though
Believe me, I know you love me, but once again, I can't apologize for it
I used to look in the mirror and want the other side
Where the demon lived - that's how my brother died
This for the days and walks
How many graves I cross
And all them takeaways but see them times is still lost
To a nigga like me and I'm trying to find my purpose
I'm trying to see if this music shit and this rap game is it worth it
And these niggas hate you on purpose
& that shit don't change though
So I put that shit in my backpack
Told a nigga step back for that thang blow
And I'm chain ganging, niggas wanna bring back gang banging, cane slanging
Never been the nigga who done had cheese or them fresh jeans with that chain dangling
Been maintaining - nah nigga please
Go chill with that
For I take 4 pills with that and that pink cat say peel his cap like damn
And take a second be yourself nigga
Fuck it man, I been out here getting it for the wealth nigga
And in a circle say it all come
Back around my dream I'm trying to find it 'fore I leave and like
And now, I'm not my own worst enemy
In fact, it's a whole new energy
And now I love me
This whole feeing is growth to me
In my 31st years I been running through the jungle- been
Strapped to the back and had a nigga bout to crumble million times
I remember replaying the grinds
On a daily basis Moms and Pops was trying they best
Hiding that stress, yet high as a jet
It was me and myself, trying find me a set
The rest of me, the best that I could hope to be
Was just a little bit older than a young OG
But then, phew, he was taken from me
And I was broken
Trying pull myself together back then I started smoking
I was- holding myself in that moment a million times till it's over sometimes I replay
At times I delay I hate to say it
Hate to be the one made you leave it
'At's how I gets all lost when I'm trying to grieve, Shit
But it can't hurt me no more
Found the light- at the end of the tunnel
Your boy gone - like
I can't apologize for it
My best friends, they look at me
They tell me what they see, a different dream
I try to find myself somewhere amongst the circles
But I'm always in a square living my damn life
It's a struggle just to get right
It's not so natural for the kid I was an artist type
I played all the games, listened to all the lames
I trended hip-hop, tried out all the names
All the different styles flipping through a million discs
L.O.D., Black & Tan, City of Dreams seeing shit
And that was life or death- followed by my Lions steps
We can get it back within as long as we don't fight what's next
Unh, they told me Die Another Day
But that was one side of my I'm trying grow up out of that phase
So now I'm flying alone
Solo floating for my eyes on home, I still love y'all though
Believe me, I know you love me, but once again, I can't apologize for it
I used to look in the mirror and want the other side
Where the demon lived - that's how my brother died
This for the days and walks
How many graves I cross
And all them takeaways but see them times is still lost
To a nigga like me and I'm trying to find my purpose
I'm trying to see if this music shit and this rap game is it worth it
And these niggas hate you on purpose
& that shit don't change though
So I put that shit in my backpack
Told a nigga step back for that thang blow
And I'm chain ganging, niggas wanna bring back gang banging, cane slanging
Never been the nigga who done had cheese or them fresh jeans with that chain dangling
Been maintaining - nah nigga please
Go chill with that
For I take 4 pills with that and that pink cat say peel his cap like damn
And take a second be yourself nigga
Fuck it man, I been out here getting it for the wealth nigga
And in a circle say it all come
Back around my dream I'm trying to find it 'fore I leave and like
And now, I'm not my own worst enemy
In fact, it's a whole new energy
And now I love me
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Bonds
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