Grow

[Intro: Cozz]

Yeah, one for the—

Yeah

Shit

I'm fucked up, man—nah, not really, I ain't

[Verse 1: Cozz]

Look;

I went from a hobby rapper to a nobody can stop me rapper

After I put my mind to it

I looked at the bar, went right through it

It's quite easy, but you quite stupid

Niggas be self-made foolish for views in the comments

We only shooting for the comets

I keep the faith on my waist and the truth in my pocket

How the fuck we gon' lose with a crew full of prophets

Got nothin' to prove to you dudes who just talking

I'd rather get my dick sucked, I'd rather get my balls licked

Dick covered in Loreal, but I still couldn't make up

A better story to tell than mine

I was born in the dark so all I want is the shine

I'm so for real, so I can't help you

No for real I couldn't wear ice creams, never get cold feet

Oh me, oh my, Cody, that's one of a kind

It's just an optimist that out of his prime

I'm tryna climb a ladder that's better than yours

I'm tryna find a pain that I can't endure

Cause everybody goes through pain, that thing is for sure

So I'm tryna find a pain that I can't endure

That's what I'm saying

I'm starting to think I shouldn't be cool with niggas

I'm starting to think I should just get rude with niggas

It seems like that's the way to get respect

Unless you get a check that proves you get it

What the fuck I gotta prove to niggas? Nada

Yeah I'm straight, I won't even drop the soap in water

When I do to dishes, yeah that pussy too delicious

I wouldn't ditch school for bitches, such a foolish Christian

But Jesus running through my jeans, that's my True Religion

I'm such a Christian

But at the same time this religion has me ditchin' my mission

It's gonna make more than a pension

What's ten dollars to a million? Is you with it?

But at the same time this religion

Has me ditchin' my mission

That's gon' make me more than a pension

Ten dollars, what's that to a million? Tell me is you with it?

I'm all about growth

[Hook: Correy C]

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

I had to grow up on 'em baby

I'm bout to blow up on 'em baby

I never slow up on 'em baby

I'm quick to grow up on 'em baby

[Verse 2: Cozz]

My pops used to leave ten dollars in cash before I went to class, every day

I used to spend five dollars on the weed and 40 ounce with the other half, every day

Starving myself for the hunger of a buzz

I wonder what it was that had me drowning my liver and fuckin' up my lungs

That pride and ego could blind the people

They tell you what you need to hear

Bitch you never minded like we ain't equal

Oh you got it, you know it all, whatever nigga

There's a place of trouble for those who talk but never listen

Let me tell you something

I am young but I get it, I am young but I'm gettin' it

I am not like y'all

I grew like two years over the fall

I grew like five years over the summer, no wonder I'm so smart

And see right through your crazy, fugazy talk

Fuck these parties, fuck these hoes

Nigga I'm just tryna grow

I'm 'bout growth

[Hook: Correy C]

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

I had to grow up on 'em baby

I'm bout to blow up on 'em baby

I never slow up on 'em baby

I'm quick to grow up on 'em baby

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

Growth, growth, growth, growth

I had to grow up on 'em baby

I'm bout to blow up on 'em baby

I never slow up on 'em baby

I'm quick to grow up on 'em baby

I'm bout to blow up on you baby