Glow up
I remember I was tore up from the floor up
Sitting there every day waiting for my glow up
But I was so young, only just a pup
graduated to a glass from a sippie cup
Once, my cousin told me that materials don't exist
Until you lose it all then you got throw a fit
Know everyone's laughing like you're a big skit
With no where to go I put the fire in the Pit
See nobody want you when you tore up from the floor up
But be the first ones with they hand out trying to show up
They like "Dang bro you been M.I.A. I mean for what?"
Because yawl were never there for me when I glowed up
So either friend or foe know who love you the most
You just sit back and watch their true colors show
You just grind all your life, don't you brag or boast
keep on cruising to success until you hit the coast
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