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GROWING PAINS Lyrics

[Intro]

It's no more coming down, yeah

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

[Bridge]

Baby, baby, I miss it

Baby, baby, I miss it

Look, huh, or maybe I don't

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm on this plane every day, so it's showin' you, baby, I'm higher than you in a different way

I don't got time for mistakes or to be fuckin' up, so I'm sendin' you off in a different way

The way I be shittin' on y'all really be different, twenty-four-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

[Chorus]

Yeah, it's called growing pains

Yeah, it's called growing pains

Once you outgrow 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

[Verse]

King Tonka, King Tonka (What?)

Tell me like King Tonka, King Tonka

Can you please, King Tonka, King Tonka? (What you 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' Perkies, 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 F8 and I feel like I stole it

Mix it all up, baby, yeah, I ebol' it

I'm finna kill 'em

I'm psyched out, I'm psyched out

I'm psyched out, you know it

Man, 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 (Yeah)

New body

Pulled up on Maybach, new body

Got a bad lil' bitch, she got a hobby

And I like that 'cause I don't gotta take no time away from it

Baby, got you surrounded

Got you surrounded

Not from a planet

You take it for granted

'Side 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—

[Pre-Chorus]

I'm on this plane every day, so it's showin' you, baby, I'm higher than you in a different way

I don't got time for mistakes or to be fuckin' up, so I'm sendin' you off in a different way

The way I be shittin' on y'all really be different, twenty-four-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

[Chorus]

Yeah, it's called growing pains

Yeah, it's called growing pains

Once you outgrow 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