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I'm ah dog on the leash
I got bread they gon leech
They gon steal what I teach
You don't know what they done to me what they done to me
Jeans too tight
Yea I cross dress
Jeans too tight
Yea u cross dress
Gotta grow up
Gotta grow up

I don't want yo hoe she be callin and stallin
I don't need that pet cause I'm already ballin
Hit me on my beeper
If you really need some
You could of said some you could of said some
Wait a minute girl where you going
I'm not done yet we getting started
We just getting started
I'm ah dog on the leash
I got bread they gon leech
They gon steal what I teach
You don't know what they done to me what they done to me
Gotta grow up
Gotta grow up
Tell me what you did go and make it right
Tell me what you did go and make it right
I don't want yo hoe she be callin and stallin
I don't need that pet cause I'm already ballin
Hit me on my beeper
If you really need some
You could of said some you could of said some

GrowUP prod.heyche!

mixed by star
produced by heyche!

lyrics:

[Chorus]

I asked shawty is you ready, ready
Both hands up keep it steady, steady
I can break your heart if you let me, let me
Dior jeans on my ass yeah im going Hedi
I keep one eye closed like im fetty
Momma know im finna pop like confetti
Whoa the real chosen one I feel it in me
Slatt, real chosen one I feel it in me

[Verse]

I cant tell them what we doing when the lights off
Aint no telling what we doing when the lights off
I need you right here so take the night off
Whoa, mixed feelings mixed signals got me fucking lost
Jesus piece around my neck but imma sinner
I could give a fuck about the rest im tryna get in her
Shawty aint believe in the vision so I killed her
I cant let these hoes see my face so I go filter
Yeah im wit my bitch right now im tryna feel her
You aint of no importance boy you just a filler
My slime mask up yeah like a thriller
Bitch keep hating on me yeah I got you so hurt
I just put my bitch on top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor
Yeah I put these hoes on top floor, top floor, top floor, top floor
She say she wanna leave the function shawty lets go, lets go
Yeah she know that I got bankroll, bankroll, bankroll, bankroll

Yeah coach put me in the game I aint stepping off
Whoa, if you not Smash Hit you bet not step all
She wanna come fuck with the gang cause she know we ball
Give a fuck about your feelings, Ive been through it all
Whoa, Im wit star, Im wit star, Im wit star
Yeah my car dont got no key you gotta push this bitch to start
Look at my ceiling, I got stars, I got stars, I got stars
Yeah the lil hoe want the love back but she already broke my heart

[Chorus]

I asked shawty is you ready, ready
Both hands up keep it steady, steady
I can break your heart if you let me, let me
Dior jeans on my ass yeah im going Hedi
I keep one eye closed like im fetty
Momma know im finna pop like confetti
Whoa the real chosen one I feel it in me
Slatt, real chosen one I feel it in me

Whoa the real chosen one I feel it in me
Slatt, real chosen one I feel it in me
Whoa the real chosen one I feel it in me
Real chosen one I feel it in me

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