Scube - Grown Lyrics

When I came in when I know gonna kill all the shows
Call the judge, let him know I'm the bomb that's 'bout to blow
Call me Scube, in a minute gonna see me on the news
Ima blow, leave a stain, y'all be calling out my name
On the road, through the tolls
See me grow, walking on the road
Was down below, we wanna get above
Me and my bros, how we grow on the road
To and fro, it's how we go
While we grow, while we walking down the road
Pray for doe, prayed we grow
Hoped it better and now we grown
By the road, so cold, I was freezing
Had to hustle make it, nobody believed in
Ain't no pain without no gain, no, ain't no breathing room
Wanna see me, cc me on tv
See me under rain, up on the rails
See me on the train, hope that shit prevails
Y'all up on my lane, get up, out my way
Get down from the throne, I'm the next in this game
I'm the next in the game, they said I'm the same
Still up on that name, they were laughing at my chase
Music ain't all about the fame, it gets me out my pain
If you turn around, you'll see shits ain't all the same, on a low
On the road, through the tolls
See me grow, walking on the road
Was down below, we wanna get above
Me and my bros, how we grow on the road
To and fro, it's how we go
While we grow, while we walking down the road
Pray for doe, prayed we grow
Hoped it better and now we grown
These days see me up on the road
Running from the po-po, going on a low
What 'bout them nights I was sleeping on the floors
Ain't nobody there for me, stains on my clothes
Calling on your phone, son leave me alone
You don't know your paw-paw, you're not in my zone
Was already growing from the start, down below in the dark
Where you left me lonely, they thought I'll never grow
Grinding on the road
Cruising with my bros
Running saw the stop sign, f*ck it ima go
Gas on, I'm the goat
Put it out in notes
I don't do the dope, I don't need to smoke
Got it out the blue, got it out the mud
Got it out the gutters, now I'm in the room
Had to get the bag, put it in a sack
Back when I told my brothers, that's when we knew
Gotta make the doe, make it on a low
Gotta leave the old things, we gotta be grown
They said they plight, it came to a fight
We end in conclusion, we gotta be known
Hopped on the boat dragging a bag
We sang while we modeled, we worked and we rapped
Now that we grown, gone to the home
Singing on rapping, we wanna be sold
On the road, through the tolls
See me grow, walking on the road
Was down below, we wanna get above
Me and my bros, how we grow on the road
To and fro, it's how we go
While we grow, while we walking down the road
Pray for doe, prayed we grow
Hoped it better and now we grown