Growing Pains
I was left to pieces
And now I'm picking myself up
In a crowd cheering me on
But my head keeps flooding
I just feel like giving up tonight
Why the fuck would I write
Yeah
Why the fuck would I put up a damn fight
And why the fuck would you look me in the eye
And tell me that you love me
When this is what you do
And why the fuck would I say it
What do you think is due
I'm just talking about the game that you put me through
And I'm just talking about the pain that I have left to get through
I can do it yea, I know
With positivity, I'm motivated on the flow
I told these fucking haters clock is ticking, let it go
I will break this down
I can lift us up, but you always let us drown
This is J - L I N K
Do it for the bay
This is J - L I N K
Do it cuz I say, yeah
J - L I N K
I'mma do it for the bay
I'mma do it for my son
I'mma do it cuz you're in my way
Yeah, you're in my way
Now, I'm driving up this cliff
Damned, today
I nearly saw you on the drive by
I nearly saw you in my rear view waving, bye
But now, I'm done
I'm done with the games
I'm done with the pain
I'm done with the names
Now, I'm reaching my reign
Yeah, I'm walking off today
I did it for myself
I don't give a fuck what you say
Because you did this to yourself
You pushed me to my edge
You brought me to my knees
And now you're begging me, please
You don't know me
You never will
You never did
Pushed me to my limits
Caught my footing, then I slid
Yet I see a twinkle
In the moonlight
Start to think about it
Yeah that past right
You see these fucking scars
It's written on my arms
It's written on my page
It's written on the stars
It's written on the times
What's written through my mind
Tributes of every kind
Salute the daily grind
Slowly losing my mind
This happens every time
I go to take a breath
Exhaled and I fucking left
Ima spit it real
For everything I feel
For every single person
That feels the way I feel
So they won't have to say
What truly brings them down
No love in life is found
Without the pain of now
I got the words
I haven't written this one yet
But I can do it
I told you I'm on a nice jet
You can see me
I'm on a flight that you haven't flown
People talking about a town that they haven't owned
So you talk about your pain
Like I never known
Time to speak your peace
Cause I ain't coming home
Yeah
I ain't coming home
And now I'm picking myself up
In a crowd cheering me on
But my head keeps flooding
I just feel like giving up tonight
Why the fuck would I write
Yeah
Why the fuck would I put up a damn fight
And why the fuck would you look me in the eye
And tell me that you love me
When this is what you do
And why the fuck would I say it
What do you think is due
I'm just talking about the game that you put me through
And I'm just talking about the pain that I have left to get through
I can do it yea, I know
With positivity, I'm motivated on the flow
I told these fucking haters clock is ticking, let it go
I will break this down
I can lift us up, but you always let us drown
This is J - L I N K
Do it for the bay
This is J - L I N K
Do it cuz I say, yeah
J - L I N K
I'mma do it for the bay
I'mma do it for my son
I'mma do it cuz you're in my way
Yeah, you're in my way
Now, I'm driving up this cliff
Damned, today
I nearly saw you on the drive by
I nearly saw you in my rear view waving, bye
But now, I'm done
I'm done with the games
I'm done with the pain
I'm done with the names
Now, I'm reaching my reign
Yeah, I'm walking off today
I did it for myself
I don't give a fuck what you say
Because you did this to yourself
You pushed me to my edge
You brought me to my knees
And now you're begging me, please
You don't know me
You never will
You never did
Pushed me to my limits
Caught my footing, then I slid
Yet I see a twinkle
In the moonlight
Start to think about it
Yeah that past right
You see these fucking scars
It's written on my arms
It's written on my page
It's written on the stars
It's written on the times
What's written through my mind
Tributes of every kind
Salute the daily grind
Slowly losing my mind
This happens every time
I go to take a breath
Exhaled and I fucking left
Ima spit it real
For everything I feel
For every single person
That feels the way I feel
So they won't have to say
What truly brings them down
No love in life is found
Without the pain of now
I got the words
I haven't written this one yet
But I can do it
I told you I'm on a nice jet
You can see me
I'm on a flight that you haven't flown
People talking about a town that they haven't owned
So you talk about your pain
Like I never known
Time to speak your peace
Cause I ain't coming home
Yeah
I ain't coming home
Credits
Writer(s): David Lincoln
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