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Growing Pains Video (MV)




Performed By: Dmareae
Length: 2:35
Written by: DMareae Miller




Dmareae - Growing Pains Lyrics




(Aye)
Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out

I know the lord gone forgive me
That sh*t that I'm doing
Its only 2 options is
Dead or the peny (for my family)
I want nothing but money
I eat like I'm hungry
I wish I could trust you
But you never loved me
You showed me that (F*ck love)
America wanna f*ck me
They locked up my brother
They leaving us broke
He fought for our country (for our country)
Don't give a f*ck bout no freedom
It on the family
Used to never could wait
Now it pain me to see em
So im stacking up this money gotta get it ondilay (aye)
(Aye-yae-aye-eh-eh)
So im stackin'this money
Gotta it Andale (aye)
(Aye, aye, aye)

Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out

(Woah)
I'm f*ckin around it
Had beef now its grounded (huh)
Everyday I feel surround
Brodie tome keep it going he like how it sounded
So I'm trappin'
Got me trapped in
I'm wit that action
Snappin' in the booth never gonna relax it
They hate sh*t
See me ballin and they and they tried mask it
They average
Never done shit a habit
Im really on
Telling me something I really wanna f*ckin' see it
Did it on my own if I aint have it I aint need
Momma told everything gotta happen for a reason
So I'm grindin' n' grindin'

Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out
I know the lord gone forgive me
That sh*t that I'm doing
My only 2 options is
Dead or the peny (aye)
I want nothing but money
I eat like I'm hungry
I wish I could trust you
But you never loved me
You showed me that (F*ck friends)

So im stacking up this money gotta get it ondilay (aye)
(Aye-yae-aye-eh-eh)
So im stackin'this money
Gotta it Andale (aye)
(Aye, aye, aye)
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(Aye)
Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out

I know the lord gone forgive me
That sh*t that I'm doing
Its only 2 options is
Dead or the peny (for my family)
I want nothing but money
I eat like I'm hungry
I wish I could trust you
But you never loved me
You showed me that (F*ck love)
America wanna f*ck me
They locked up my brother
They leaving us broke
He fought for our country (for our country)
Don't give a f*ck bout no freedom
It on the family
Used to never could wait
Now it pain me to see em
So im stacking up this money gotta get it ondilay (aye)
(Aye-yae-aye-eh-eh)
So im stackin'this money
Gotta it Andale (aye)
(Aye, aye, aye)

Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out

(Woah)
I'm f*ckin around it
Had beef now its grounded (huh)
Everyday I feel surround
Brodie tome keep it going he like how it sounded
So I'm trappin'
Got me trapped in
I'm wit that action
Snappin' in the booth never gonna relax it
They hate sh*t
See me ballin and they and they tried mask it
They average
Never done shit a habit
Im really on
Telling me something I really wanna f*ckin' see it
Did it on my own if I aint have it I aint need
Momma told everything gotta happen for a reason
So I'm grindin' n' grindin'

Stackin' up this money, gotta get it Andale
This sh*t make 'em hate
Got a n*gga feelin' like the man now
Brand new car
No job and I just came form out of state
Came up off a eighth
And I never had a f*ckin' hand out
I know the lord gone forgive me
That sh*t that I'm doing
My only 2 options is
Dead or the peny (aye)
I want nothing but money
I eat like I'm hungry
I wish I could trust you
But you never loved me
You showed me that (F*ck friends)

So im stacking up this money gotta get it ondilay (aye)
(Aye-yae-aye-eh-eh)
So im stackin'this money
Gotta it Andale (aye)
(Aye, aye, aye)
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Writer: DMareae Miller
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