paroles de chanson Grown - Ard Adz , Lily Mckenzie , Bellzey
Those
days
are
over,
weight
off
my
shoulders
Found
my
way
now,
now
that
I
am
older
There's
a
light,
I
was
told
But
it
was
dark,
it
was
so
cold
There
were
better
days,
I
know
Now
that
I
am,
now
that
I
am
grown
Life
is
stress,
roll
the
weed,
light
the
sess
Life
a
test,
high
repent,
couple
things
I
regret
Why
protest?
Family
I
protect
I
project,
you
can
get
burst
for
your
white
Patek
Look,
I
don't
like
the
feds
Unlike
the
rest,
get
to
work,
I
don't
like
the
rest
And
they
say
I'm
too
real,
two
mill
If
you
wanna
sign
me
you
can
write
the
cheque
Private
jails,
no
private
jets
Numerous
times
on
my
own,
it's
been
life
and
death
Why
pretend?
Nothing
about
you
I
respect
I
reflect
how
the
teacher
used
to
treat
you
like
a
pet
She
thirsty,
wants
hydrogen
Two
hands
on
the
big
ten
like
it's
nine-to-ten
I've
seen
suffering
and
suffocation
Man
down
in
the
dock,
can't
resuscitate
him
My
best
friend
snitched
on
me,
moving
like
Alpo
Why
you
think
I
can't
be
around
y'all?
Cutting
down
trees,
courtesy
of
the
Albos
Baby
nigga
sipping
medicine
like
it's
Calpol
So
trappy,
fiends
been
calling
my
house
phone
Living
in
the
bando,
can't
even
call
this
house
home
To
get
this
money
in
I've
gotta
out
O's
Do
road,
spent
most
of
my
years
outdoors
Ricky
Ross
in
the
trizzy
trap,
I
hustle
every
day
Twenty
in
the
clip,
I
shoot
it
straight,
no
ricochet
Don't
play
with
the
kid
Bullets
screaming
"Let
me
out!"
like
Trey
in
the
whip
And
be
calm,
be
armed,
got
the
Trey
in
the
whip
And
that's
my
brudda
from
another
and
he
stays
with
the
stick
It's
pain
for
pain
nowadays,
don't
even
laugh
no
more
I
heard
my
darg
snaked
my
darg,
he
ain't
my
darg
no
more
Ayo
that
drip
won't
make
you,
that
strip
gon'
break
you
Climbing
up
the
stairs
cah
bro
the
lift
won't
take
you
And
how's
your
bro
gon'
snake
you?
Your
bro
don't
rate
you,
your
man's
ungrateful
Signed
to
the
streets,
man
this
life's
unfaithful
Needed
half
a
brick,
man
he
tried
to
give
me
eight-balls
But
now
I
live
life
stable
All
they
wanna
eat
but
what
you
bringing
to
the
table?
When
you're
getting
money
everybody
wants
a
label
Niggas
moving
like
some
little
badders,
little
J-balls
And
everybody's
got
the
same
jewels
Everybody's
drillers,
running
with
the
same
tools
Double
barrel
dotty,
hit
a
man,
I
bet
it's
fatal
Them
man
are
able
Hit
him
with
this
nina
then
survive,
them
man
are
grateful
Leave
him
in
the
sky,
them
man
are
watching
it
on
cable
Those
days
are
over,
weight
off
my
shoulders
Found
my
way
now,
now
that
I
am
older
There's
a
light,
I
was
told
But
it
was
dark,
it
was
so
cold
There
were
better
days,
I
know
Now
that
I
am,
now
that
I
am
grown
Now
that
I
am,
now
that
I
am
grown
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