Lyrics:
Grow with me
Grow with me
Will you grow with me to the store of life
I'll be the husband, you be the wife
Drop off your bags and I'll do the same
in your mind
Trapped like rats on the same sinking ship
Trapped again and getting used to it
And when you grow old with your
Husband or with your wife
we can grow old or woah yea
Want to know if I can flow on you're boat ay
I don't want to live if I can please you by any means yea
Gotta start with
No judge or jury ever gonna hear the story told
Down by the bayou
Trying to play with the caine
Trying to play with the caine
Same old story
Ah, let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way
But give me enough of the rare old stuff that's made near Galway Bay
Come gangers all
been told, you live this way you won't grow old
Our addiction hits so quick, these bad habits are hard to quit
Bad habits, Bad habits
Everybody has
the Corn Grow, Watching the Corn Grow
Young man flying down an old back road
Going as fast as he can go
He cant wait for time to pass by
But he don't know
And boots that don't go outta style
Old, cool
I guess I'm old school
So in love with you I wanna grow
Old
I'm gonna take a bunch of pictures
Watch
A chance
War machine
Montana
To grow
Rappnem on the beat
Na Kamer Diva na aah
Eeeeh
We can love till we get old
That to me is more than gold
You only
Say you want the
Say they want the
Say you want the
Say they want the old me
But they don't know me
Say you want the old me
But you don't know me
Say
out of mind
You with somebody else it hurt my heart
Thought we was in love from the start
We supposed to grow old together
But I guess we grew apart
just remember
Young guns never grow old
Hey hotshot, you're a one man band
The Don on the block with a glock in your hand
With the girl
just remember
Young guns never grow old
Hey hotshot, you're a one man band
The Don on the block with a glock in your hand
With the girl
years go by will you recognize me
When I grow old
Stay there, I'll be
Moving on someday I'm sure
But how can I let go
If the phone's always on hold
Hold
spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet by far
Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin'
spittin' all that bourgeoise, my watch, my car
I'm a star, I'd rather be a comet by far
Old school players to new school fools
'Kast keep it jumpin'
me and BENNY
You heard that
You heard that, that's for our kids
Even when I'm old, I am never gon' stop
If I had the option to never grow up
I would
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
coming up, finne pop up on the scene, and
Just got some drank from that boy with that Bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we
Helped me grow up
You're everything I've always wanted
You are my dream
Your pretty eyes are as they seem
Please do not leave
I can't go without you by my
too old to be owing me
Grow with me so many dead in my life
Fucking them other rappers up
Get em a life
Long as I'm better than them
And they know it, I
with an old face
I got a rendez-vous with my old self
I got a rendez-vous it's an Odd Date
It's an Odd Date
Never be afraid of failure
You have to try
Surrounded by the sea
Now we're singing and marrying
With friends and family
Those who were there while we were young
We'd discuss the good old days with
Look at you, Christine
Regal as a queen and beautiful
Meg, and you as well
I could hardly tell it's you
My dear old friend
Can't believe you
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