Growing

I look back at what I've been  
What I still am  
And damn do we still have room to grow

But I also know  
I've let some anger go  
Let my past sink in  
So I'm not overthinkin  
 
Haha  
 
I think of when we were simple  
Dancing in our skirts  
In a ruckus
But ya mom saw something in us...  
 
We were friends
And a threat  
And so enemies  
We were until we grew in twenty-ten  
 
Im happy we talk now  
And I let the resentment go  
We was kids  
But ya mom  
If I ever meet her again...  
 
You keep us separated  
Cause Im in the process of forgivin'  
If it weren't for her  
I never woulda met HIM  
 
Nevermind  
I think of Miada  
The girl not the car made of rice  
 
How we fought in the ninth  
Now we friends  
We speak all of the time  
 
Its funny who ya friends are in life  
And that nigga we fought over  
Hes a snitch livin on ice  
 
Haha  
 
Otherwise...  
 
I find I'm my own worst enemy  
I mess up things up  
That are good for me  
 
But im slowly learning  
Yeah  
Real muthafuckin slow  
If I werent so scared of life  
If I would learn to let shit go...
 
Im doing things the way I think I should  
And one day it'll show  
That I truly put me first  
Planted seeds so I could grow.