Grow

[Chorus]
Let the hair grow, bet you they know
I am too sick, bring the remedy flow
I am the G but keep it on the low
I just keep cooking up heat in the stove
I’m getting sick, getting sick of the road
Just how it goes, what I’ve been told
I had a sad beginning as caterpillar
But I turned to butterfly do’s

[Verse 1]
Bet you won’t last a minute, you 'bout to get it
The Wind sweeps you up as it blows
I go to Catholic fridges to stack provisions
You can say I’m a man of the lord
Spitting raw pudding, this shit off-putting
Jimi Hendrix, I just wanna watch the coast
Don’t be Madamir Putin at the effort I put in
Take a good look at the shit that I wrote
I just rhymed putting with putting
Some things that y’all couldn’t
You’ve been underpaying and overlooking
It should be raining with fame and with bookings
But I guess it ain’t, gotta stop pushing
That shit ain’t working, I was so certain
The audience still hiding behind the curtain
I’ve been having stage fright, I was lurking
Now Imma blow that shit open, determined
Joint and track burning simultaneously
I am the greatest they hate to believe
Realization kicks in as they hear
Flows out the Matrix, spontaneous speech
The game been fast as a baby asleep
I wake it up, it was waiting on me
I make it cry, I was craving it’s tears
Don’t you worry child, Satan is here

[Chorus]
Let the hair grow, bet you they know
I am too sick, bring the remedy flow
I am the G but keep it on the low
I just keep cooking up heat in the stove
I’m getting sick, getting sick of the road
Just how it goes, what I’ve been told
I had a sad beginning as caterpillar
But I turned to butterfly do’s
Let the hair grow, bet you they know
I am too sick, bring the remedy flow
I am the G but keep it on the low
I just keep cooking up heat in the stove
I’m getting sick, getting sick of the road
Just how it goes, what I’ve been told
I had a sad beginning as caterpillar
But I turned to butterfly do’s

[Outro]
Let the hair grow, bet you they know
Sick, bring the remedy flow
G but keep it on the low
Cooking up heat in the stove
Si-sick of the road
Goes, what I’ve been told
Sad beginning, caterpillar
I turned to butterfly do’s
Butterfly do's
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly do's