Growing up Lyrics – Jurnalist

The smoke done blurred my vision
A dollar from a dream now that’s transition
For the love, not the listens
Gave you a bar after a bar like a motherf#cking prison

Yeah you n#gg#s out here tripping
Yes I said it , yea I said it
Yeah you n#gg#s out here tripping
You want that mac or the semi?

What I’m saying I ain’t playing anyone can get it (BRRR!)
I’m the man in my city
You can check it or respect it give a damn if you feel me (aye)
Wrap them grams in a Swisher

Said I’m slamming and I’m smoking and I treat it like tradition (skrrrr)
Said it’s a Hunnid on a Hunnid
We gone stack’em I don’t fold’em
Let my wife keep the 50’s (Get it)

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Jurnalist Lyrics – Growing up

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Growing up