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rayne storm - grow lyrics

getting bigger, still up in my little clothes
name brand shoes, can i get a little those?
in life, i took more than some little blows
wonder how i’m even really sane, literally tho
little did he know
riddle me for sho
if you said, this is how it go
i would bet, everything on no
eeny, meeny, miny, moe
caught me by the toe
used to play tag
now i gotta i+dentify my woe
and that’s whoa
rip to black rob
harlem get the dough
know us
if we hungry, they gon starve
i need it mo
just little bit
i been waiting long enough
like, ever since a little kid
gimme mine, i need a little split
and my flowers while i’m here
i got flow, i could really spit
my time now, this is really it
you think not
you must be coked up, doped up and really lit
came out the concrete a (little rose)
hard to make it outta my streets a (little rose)
grow strong my n+gga (little rose)
you gon make it all along my n+gga (little rose)

came out the concrete a (little rose)
hard to make it outta my streets a (little rose)
grow strong my n+gga (little rose)
you gon make it all along my n+gga (little rose)

you don’t believe in me a little hoe?
same ones used to hit you for a little dough
same ones wasn’t going to your little show
now you on, they on your d+ck
nah b+tch let it go
i need a woman, not a side b+tch, let me roll
been the vibe since k!lla cam “let me know”
i was outside, when the trap n+ggas was pro’s
on a skateboard, sliding past rich po
drop top, tits out wit the with the big blowers
subwoofers, used lift the roof up
i was scared of the bass
til i loved the how the sound do pump
hearing biggie smalls bumpin out the trunk
playing warning or juicy
watermelon man come in the morning
a quarter for a loosey
writing on some loose leaf
bout, how i seen it all in harlem, absolutely
you could turn my life into a movie
came out the concrete a (little rose)
hard to make it outta my streets a (little rose)
grow strong my n+gga (little rose)
you gon make it all along my n+gga (little rose)

came out the concrete a
hard to make it outta my streets a
grow strong my n+gga
you gon make it all along my n+gga

came out the concrete a (little rose)
hard to make it outta my streets a (little rose)
grow strong my n+gga (little rose)
you gon make it all along my n+gga (little rose)

- rayne storm lyrics

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