Growing Pain lyrics

[Intro]
(Sebz Beats, baby)
Huh
Oh sh*t
Look

[Verse]
I was countin' down, feel like they counted me out
They put my face all in a blog page and shouted it out (Oh sh*t)
And it's my sixth time in prison when I should be winnin' (Hitsquad, baby)
The streets won't let me see my blessin's, can't explain the feelin' (Eergh)
That council flat my habitat, the trenches ain't forgivin' (For real)
Ay, f*ck the news and them articles tryna paint the villain
I'm 'round drug dealers and some killers, that's how we conditioned (Pecknarm)
You need a whole 'nother eye for you to see the vision (Oh sh*t)
I got a lot up on my plate, still tryna out this food
Survival of thе fittest, I just can't afford to lose (Slap it)
When thеy say "Jail or dead", already done one out the two (Hurgh)
Before I let them lay me down, you know I'm down to shoot
And no more gettin' fly, I'm on the wing wearin' PI (Walk outs)
They puttin' cuffs on a n*gga, I'm tryna free my mind (Stuck in the box, now)
Too cool to get back in that mode, I'm throwin' up the Zone (Oh sh*t)
I'm standin' on all of my toes, I'm thorough to the bone (Hitsquad)
I was on the phone with bro, talkin' 'bout the block (Yeah)
HSQ done so much steppin's, they ain't doubtin' us (Hit sh*t)
You know what's up, no, you ain't down with us (Yeah)
My circle's tight, you can't come 'round with us (Oh sh*t)
And them day one's that let me down enough (Oh sh*t)
If real recognize real, I must be hella fake (I must be)
Show love to n*ggas that don't wanna see me elevate (Some fake n*ggas)
I was on the phone with Kenny Allstar, should've took a deal (Some Hit' fam)
'Cah he a real one, I ain't seen how that sh*t look, for real
Ian want a tape, ain't even got a hook, for real (I ain't lyin')
I was busy hoppin' out on foot, I got 'em cooked, for real (Oh sh*t)
And he still came to visit me when I got booked, for real (For real)
I gotta shout out [?], made sure my books were filled
I be rollin' through these streets in GSR cologne (Graah, baap)
When I'm roamin' through these streets, I feel like I'm at home (Pecknarm)
I wish I could just be more calm and leave the past alone (For real)
Still on my block, I might just walk through Burgess Park alone (In the park)
I was like six throwin' up my Ps, lookin' up to Giggs (Hollow)
Talk to him on FaceTime, I'm tryna do it like he did (It's that gang sh*t)
Too gangster for the industry and I won't change for sh*t (Steppa)
They'd rather see me in the pen' than see me make a hit (Oh sh*t)
Starin' out my window, got my heart on ice (Eergh)
Like when I'm back, I want the whole thing, I don't want a slice (I want it all)
And I want a glass of milk (Eergh)
I'm still that n*gga, I can't cry about the half I spilt (Can't)
Pour me another cup of that, distilled (Yeah)
I was watchin' Top Boy and I got gassed when I heard myself (For real)
I banged my door and then banged some more 'til I hurt myself (Baap, braap)
I'm still the man, even in the can, I preserve myself (Still that)
Mum said "You're playin' with fire", I went and burnt myself
She said "They love you for what you are, not who you are"
And take these handcuffs off me 'cah I'm a superstar
[Outro]
Huh, love you for what you are, not who you are
Take this sh*t off me, I wanna shine, I'm a superstar, yeah