[Intro: Maggie Brown]

[Verse 1: Sam Lachow]
It's still a little hard for me to talk about
Even though you know what's up
And you and I are really talking now
And I know the shit you tell me that you wouldn't say when pop's around
And we still boxing everyday and you get back up and I knock you down
Sometimes it might get hard to understand
But man it's all good, it's all love, it's all blood, it's all fam'
And I know just how it is cus I've been through the same shit
All the friends, all the chicks, middle school, that's a bitch
6th grade
I'll tell you what, those ain't the best days
Thinking bout girls and writing raps instead of essays
Those raps became songs, and those songs became albums
Three white boys, I wouldn't have made it out without 'em
Now I know you got your homeboys, remember to keep 'em close
Cus the ones you know the longest be the ones who need you most
And the ones who stick around will stick around throughout whatever
But no matter what you got your big brother with you forever
So

[Instrumental]

[Verse 2: Sam Lachow]
"Second verse, alright"
And when your friends say "Yo Charlie, you wanna hit this purp?"
You better say "Hold on I gotta ask my brother first"
I'll prolly be like "Fuck no"
You prolly be like
"Sam, I've seen you hit it tho
You really think I've gone this long without watching your videos?"
Aw man, I mean I guess it's true
But growing up for me was different than it is for you
And it's not a good excuse
But man you're lucky
I remember growing up in New York City with no money
See mom and dad were artists
Hopping from apartment to apartment
Hella broke, but we had each other so we learned how to cope
Just putting food up on the table, I was learning to smoke
Trying to climb up to the top, when someones burning the rope
But look, family last's forever and that's something we both know
And never take it for granted homie money comes and goes
Stay artistic, keep creating, have fun like me
I see you got a band now my bro's a drummer like me

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3: Sam Lachow]
"Alright, one more verse. Look"
I fought some people, robbed some people
Stupid shit with lots of people
Did a lot of biz that I never should have done
But because of this I got lots to teach you
Pop some bottles, hit some reefer, dated girls, fucked a teacher
Followed people, followed rules
Look at me now I'm the leader
And all your friends can't hardly wait to grow up
But when you grown up you're like
"Oh fuck I'm a grownup"
When I was younger it was funner, just dumber and dumber
Just skipping class all year throwing kegs in the summer
See I'm trying to get old, but stay young in my soul
Never followed any rules and never do what I'm told
See we'll be little kids forever
And promise to make a pact that you won't try to grow up to fast
It's all that I ask
You're growing up and Charlie you're growing with me
Littlemanbigcity
You're growing up and Charlie you're growing with me
You're in New York City

[Outro: Maggie Brown]