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Growth Lyrics - Artist : M Huncho
The first of his name, the first of his kind
Last of a dying breed
Some people build a foundation
He's here to build a legacy, the definition of what authentic is
See, I thought for a long time, would there be someone special?
Would there be someone that holds the world in the palm of their hands?
Well, I guess there is
No matter how many times they try to bury him
He will rise through the dirt, because theirs only one, and there will always be one
Huncholini the 1st

When I go through shit, I grow through shit
Ready for the apocalypse (Grr)
I'm bakin'

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