"Watching Me Grow" lyrics
Type of nigga, we thought he was gonna go broke on a chain
Rather go get the money and let this shit blow out the flame
Been finessing his whole fucking life and ain't no way to change
Ain't no way for to break out these chains
They was having a war in his brain
Someone telling him blow out his brains
Baby done called so she happy I came
Waka Flocka, we back in the paint
We were cleaning off that in the sink
Dropping Percocet packs in the drank
Tell my son that he can, not he can't
Once I up it he peel, then he blink
They were saying I needed a shrink
See bitches, we individually link
I'm taking one to the Embassy Suites
Know I'm P so it come with the cheats
Bought the bitch some extravagant sheets
Walking out I was packing the heat
Know we balling like Shaq with the Heat
"Pha-pha" - niggas back in the street
If it's smoke, we leave that in the street
I certainly ain't finna rap on no beat
Catch a murder, they happy for me
Gotta serve it in back of the V
She was naked but trapping for me
Even taking the brack when the police try to come in here
Act like she wanna fuck, her friend here
I did em both, I do the most
Lil nigga play with the bread, he toast
Backdoor raise a bitch credit score
You know he coming home, boy, you better get ghost
Catch a play then I'm changing the coast
Fuck that, I'm not explaining a post
Parasite, you finna cling to a host
I was cleaning shit up with the soap
She was beaming me up with her throat
We were blicked the fuck up, here we go
Tell em something that you'll never know
.40 Kel-Tec put in a coat
Fucked her twice then I paid her lil note
Pour the D, son I got you for sure
He was whipping, Ducati control
Either this or they selling they, uh
Either this or they selling they soul
Say he trapping but never no bows
Make it rain, I got weather control
Fell in love, she not letting it go
Used to love all this shit, I was broke
I woke up and didn't love it no more
All my brothers, they watching me grow
My big sister, she proud of lil bro
Got a Tec if the silencer show
In the dark where the shadows all go
He done been on a platter before
I went up on a ladder before
I know they took mine where the savages go
Take the opps where the bodies'll go
And ain't none of these lil bitches decent
And my bitch keep on catching me cheating
Then I asked her what time she gonna leave me
She done rode on the back of a demon
Then I rode on her ass like a genie
She gonna ride on the passenger Demon
Kickstand in the car so he leaning
But he fuck em up, overacheiving
It's Kel, you ain't notice the Kenan
Ten bales on you, don't even see him
They was gone, nigga cooking and blinging
Let it off and your ears'll be ringing
I was going offline, pop me a Percocet
Two head shots for the treason
And they said young nigga got set up and murdered
Nigga, you know that's that season
I don't wanna let them see my face no more
Know I bet the opps hate my score
Check bro and them, they not poor
Say momma knew I was gonna soar
They seen 12, so I took a detour
Say I'm rapping like CB4
Told em come see, swing the trap house door
A-c-c's what I got offshore, sure
Is you sure? Is that the nigga right there, is you sure?
I'm finna hop out the car, open door
After I fuck her to sleep, she-a snore
After I fuck her, she loving me more
Know the bitches, they loving C4, go
Come on, C4
Know they loving C4
Rather go get the money and let this shit blow out the flame
Been finessing his whole fucking life and ain't no way to change
Ain't no way for to break out these chains
They was having a war in his brain
Someone telling him blow out his brains
Baby done called so she happy I came
Waka Flocka, we back in the paint
We were cleaning off that in the sink
Dropping Percocet packs in the drank
Tell my son that he can, not he can't
Once I up it he peel, then he blink
They were saying I needed a shrink
See bitches, we individually link
I'm taking one to the Embassy Suites
Know I'm P so it come with the cheats
Bought the bitch some extravagant sheets
Walking out I was packing the heat
Know we balling like Shaq with the Heat
"Pha-pha" - niggas back in the street
If it's smoke, we leave that in the street
I certainly ain't finna rap on no beat
Catch a murder, they happy for me
Gotta serve it in back of the V
She was naked but trapping for me
Even taking the brack when the police try to come in here
Act like she wanna fuck, her friend here
I did em both, I do the most
Lil nigga play with the bread, he toast
Backdoor raise a bitch credit score
You know he coming home, boy, you better get ghost
Catch a play then I'm changing the coast
Fuck that, I'm not explaining a post
Parasite, you finna cling to a host
I was cleaning shit up with the soap
She was beaming me up with her throat
We were blicked the fuck up, here we go
Tell em something that you'll never know
.40 Kel-Tec put in a coat
Fucked her twice then I paid her lil note
Pour the D, son I got you for sure
He was whipping, Ducati control
Either this or they selling they, uh
Either this or they selling they soul
Say he trapping but never no bows
Make it rain, I got weather control
Fell in love, she not letting it go
Used to love all this shit, I was broke
I woke up and didn't love it no more
All my brothers, they watching me grow
My big sister, she proud of lil bro
Got a Tec if the silencer show
In the dark where the shadows all go
He done been on a platter before
I went up on a ladder before
I know they took mine where the savages go
Take the opps where the bodies'll go
And ain't none of these lil bitches decent
And my bitch keep on catching me cheating
Then I asked her what time she gonna leave me
She done rode on the back of a demon
Then I rode on her ass like a genie
She gonna ride on the passenger Demon
Kickstand in the car so he leaning
But he fuck em up, overacheiving
It's Kel, you ain't notice the Kenan
Ten bales on you, don't even see him
They was gone, nigga cooking and blinging
Let it off and your ears'll be ringing
I was going offline, pop me a Percocet
Two head shots for the treason
And they said young nigga got set up and murdered
Nigga, you know that's that season
I don't wanna let them see my face no more
Know I bet the opps hate my score
Check bro and them, they not poor
Say momma knew I was gonna soar
They seen 12, so I took a detour
Say I'm rapping like CB4
Told em come see, swing the trap house door
A-c-c's what I got offshore, sure
Is you sure? Is that the nigga right there, is you sure?
I'm finna hop out the car, open door
After I fuck her to sleep, she-a snore
After I fuck her, she loving me more
Know the bitches, they loving C4, go
Come on, C4
Know they loving C4
