Growing
Got a lot on my mind, it highs as for fine
What I want to say, so I design a poem
Nobody will know until they know this pain
The ones with the heart are the dopest
We're so potent, man
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Feeling vicious, feeling mischief
But I'm that Mr. Righteous Saint
I know I'm a sinner, but I grow to know the most
So I know why I'm so-and-so
I know why the words I wrote help me to cope
Maybe they could help some more
Killing my reigns and I'm spitting from ditches
But slowly learning, making inches, making miles, making millions
Feeling my healing, I'm lost in my way
I pray, and I pray that I could keep the pace
But I can't, stretch-stretching my legs
Rock, a windy road, sweeter than Rocky Road
Alamo, I'll be gone when there's nothing in my lungs
So I'm done
I'm not wise
I'm not dumb and young
I'm just showing love
Shoulder up, bopping like my noggin'
It's not often you get me talking
Unless I'm ranting, I'm not stopping
But with me, it's not an option
It's not a problem
If the 16 goes to 20, you miss me, but hate me
When I was feeling empty, I'm not busy
Just wishing you never said it
That I'm unique
If you knew me, you would have meant it
And I ain't even said sh
Got a lot on my mind, it highs as for fine
What I want to say, so I design a poem
Nobody will know until they know this pain
The ones with the heart are the dopest
We're so potent, man
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
What I want to say, so I design a poem
Nobody will know until they know this pain
The ones with the heart are the dopest
We're so potent, man
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Feeling vicious, feeling mischief
But I'm that Mr. Righteous Saint
I know I'm a sinner, but I grow to know the most
So I know why I'm so-and-so
I know why the words I wrote help me to cope
Maybe they could help some more
Killing my reigns and I'm spitting from ditches
But slowly learning, making inches, making miles, making millions
Feeling my healing, I'm lost in my way
I pray, and I pray that I could keep the pace
But I can't, stretch-stretching my legs
Rock, a windy road, sweeter than Rocky Road
Alamo, I'll be gone when there's nothing in my lungs
So I'm done
I'm not wise
I'm not dumb and young
I'm just showing love
Shoulder up, bopping like my noggin'
It's not often you get me talking
Unless I'm ranting, I'm not stopping
But with me, it's not an option
It's not a problem
If the 16 goes to 20, you miss me, but hate me
When I was feeling empty, I'm not busy
Just wishing you never said it
That I'm unique
If you knew me, you would have meant it
And I ain't even said sh
Got a lot on my mind, it highs as for fine
What I want to say, so I design a poem
Nobody will know until they know this pain
The ones with the heart are the dopest
We're so potent, man
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Struggle through the rain and so you're growing
Pick your head up to the sunny storming locust
Are you blessed or cursed?
What is your purpose?
Do you need to be the best?
Is it worth it?
Credits
Writer(s): Armando Zamudio
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