GROWING PAINS Lyrics By Yeat
It's no more coming down
It's so much falling down
House on fire, roof on fire
Bitch on fire, new bitch fye
Bad bitch bye, tell her ass bye
One or two times, she can come by
She can catch a ride, she can spend the night
I don't got time, I don't gotta lie to kick it
Gotta lie to kick it
Roll the dice every time, baby, every time I risk it
And that pussy way too good
Baby, yeah, yeah, I miss it
I ain't gon' lie I outgrew a lot of motherfuckers
And I wish I could feel but I miss it
Baby, baby, I miss it
Baby, baby, I miss it
Or maybe I don't
I'm on this plane every day, so it's showing you
Baby, I'm higher than you in a different way
I don't got time for mistakes or to be fucking up
So I'm sending you off in a different way
The way I be shitting on y'all really be different
24 karat gold shit on a platinum plate
All of the money and fame put aside
Man, my family gon' stay the same, yeah, that's gon' never change
Yeah, it's called growing pains
Yeah, it's called growing pains
Once you outgrown them all
We call that shit growing pains
I think I'm going insane
Took the Bentley, went Bentley Mulsanne
I was the kid, now I'm the man
It ain't ever the same with me
King Tonka, King Tonka (What?)
Tell me like, King Tonka, King Tonka
Can you please, King Tonka, King Tonka? (Whatchu want?)
Can you please, King Tonka, King Tonka?
Can you—? No
We was just outta the club, her face covered in snow (Snow it)
24/7/11 poppin' Percies, baby, I know it
You think you slick, you think you good, baby, every time you hide it, I show it
I told my twizzy, "Let's go hit Ferrari"
I left with a F8 and I feel like I stole it
Mix it all up, baby, yeah, I ebole it
I'm finna kill 'em, I'm psyched out
I'm psyched out, I'm psyched out, you know it
And I'm psyched out, you know it
Every time I pull up, baby, I got a new body
Every show I pull up, I got a new light on me
Baby gon' ride on me, yeah, I'm finna hit
Baby, I won the lottery, I'm gon' get lucky
New body, pulled up a Maybach, new body
Got a bad lil' bitch, she got a hobby
And I like that 'cause I'on gotta take no time away from it
Baby, got you surrounded
Got you surrounded
Not from a planet
You take it for granted
Outside when you not
Outside when you not
I don't ever gotta plot
I don't ever gotta lie to kick it, bitch, I'ma give it all I—
I'm on this plane every day, so it's showing you
Baby, I'm higher than you in a different way
I don't got time for mistakes or to be fucking up
So I'm sending you off in a different way
The way I be shitting on y'all really be different
24 karat gold shit on a platinum plate
All the money and fame put aside
Man, my family gon' stay the same, yeah, that's gon' never change
Yeah, it's called growing pains
Yeah, it's called growing pains
Once you outgrown them all
We call that shit growing pains
I think I'm going insane
Took the Bentley, went Bentley Mulsanne
I was the kid, now I'm the man
It ain't ever the same with me
