Growing Pains - Dylan St. John

Baby I’m on my way

Speeding down the west side all throughout Manhattan

You keep blowing my line asking me if what the fuck happened

I put it on god baby girl there was just a little traffic

That’s life shit happens, but you know…

Still I’m pulling up on that late night shift

And your infatuated by the way I drip

Telling me that I’m your one and your only

Diamonds swing round on your wrist that’s a Rollie

I love that you’re such a rider

You love that I’m such a real one

I put an ounce on my Ryder

That’s how you know that the deal done

I’m certified in these streets better known as a savage

You got a little rep too you’ve been known as a bad bitch

Hook:

But shawti you know

That shit ain’t been right at all

Shit ain’t been right at all

And shawti you know

I used to hit it every night

I used to hit it every night

I hope it’s just growing pains

In due time it will be the same

But you know, you know

Or maybe you don’t

I hope it’s just growing pains

And in due time it will be the same x2

Don’t say you love me just cuz it’s convenient

When you say it I want you to actually want you to actually mean it

I ain’t with the games girl we grown and we past that

Start to act like my ex and I start to get flashbacks

Girl put your phone down this ain’t time for jokes

Is you with it or not baby I need to know and I, I, I, thought I finally

found me a roller

And I, I, I, feeling like I don’t even know ya

Hook:

But shawti you know

That shit ain’t been right at all

Shit ain’t been right at all

And shawti you know

I used to hit it every night

I used to hit it every night

I hope it’s just growing pains

In due time it will be the same

But you know, you know

Or maybe you don’t

I hope it’s just growing pains

And in due time it will be the same x2