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Sharke - Growed Up Lyrics



Sharke - Growed Up Lyrics
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[ Featuring Trev Rich ]

I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga, square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Now I'm on it
Four cities, one month
With no Corona
Ain't did a show in like 6
F*cking these hoes like I'm performing
Niggas rather violate than validate you
I know it
They ain't have to tell nobody they hate me them niggas show it
Teach a nigga how to fish
He putting diamonds in the pole
Salute a nigga with a good bitch mines out of control
Throwing dirt all on me when I was climbing out of that hole
If I can't get it out the city boy I'll get it out the globe
Globe trotter
I done made packs flips with the Shotta's
Bombada
Once the bag leave the house it's dun dada Getting mine all the way from a fifty to one dollar
F*ck rap anything we can flip we on top of
I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Where was you niggas when that deal went bad
Whispering to other niggas bout some shit you ain't have
Even bitches turned on me like the dick wasn't that
I bounced back
They came back
For some dick they can't have
Not no more
Rather go and get it with the one
Not no hoe
Niggas always talking bout a bitch
Not no growth
Nigga now I'm feeling like DLO
Cause I don't give a f*ck about nothing but a C-note
Shroom taker
Certified womb raider
Nigga got that black light
Feel like I'm in room raiders
F*ck yo zodiac bitch we howling at the moon later
What I look like mixing old hoes with new paper bitch
I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
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I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga, square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Now I'm on it
Four cities, one month
With no Corona
Ain't did a show in like 6
F*cking these hoes like I'm performing
Niggas rather violate than validate you
I know it
They ain't have to tell nobody they hate me them niggas show it
Teach a nigga how to fish
He putting diamonds in the pole
Salute a nigga with a good bitch mines out of control
Throwing dirt all on me when I was climbing out of that hole
If I can't get it out the city boy I'll get it out the globe
Globe trotter
I done made packs flips with the Shotta's
Bombada
Once the bag leave the house it's dun dada Getting mine all the way from a fifty to one dollar
F*ck rap anything we can flip we on top of
I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Where was you niggas when that deal went bad
Whispering to other niggas bout some shit you ain't have
Even bitches turned on me like the dick wasn't that
I bounced back
They came back
For some dick they can't have
Not no more
Rather go and get it with the one
Not no hoe
Niggas always talking bout a bitch
Not no growth
Nigga now I'm feeling like DLO
Cause I don't give a f*ck about nothing but a C-note
Shroom taker
Certified womb raider
Nigga got that black light
Feel like I'm in room raiders
F*ck yo zodiac bitch we howling at the moon later
What I look like mixing old hoes with new paper bitch
I done growed up, glowed up
Now it ain't no hold up
Street nigga square nigga
Anybody fold up
Capping on my timeline every time I scroll up
When I was at my lowest I can count how many showed up
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
Fake hoes, so called bro's, and weirdos
Now it's bro this, bro that
Bro this, bro that
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Writer: Clarke Reilly-LeBlanc, Trevor Rich
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Performed By: Sharke
Featuring: Trev Rich
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Clarke Reilly-LeBlanc, Trevor Rich

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