Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own When I was down bad you ain't call my phone So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho Cuz they ain't show no love when I was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh Was taught to lay low Ghetto, ghetto uh Where everyday's cold We come from the ghetto where we go when I say go When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the day slow
We ain't have no cable Put food on the table I came from the trenches, I just thank God that I'm able They don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some Nuvo I just take it day by day though Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable On and on and it be so hard to say no Ain't so non chalant I just stay up on the way like I'm from number nine Man I done enough Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnit funds These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the smash with his bitch Just put a track on the wrist, woah You can't be mad at the bitch, woah Don't know the last day you here, woah woah Get up off your ass, make a flip, woah woah
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own When I was down bad you ain't call my phone So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho Cuz they ain't show no love when I was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh Was taught to lay low Ghetto, ghetto uh Where everyday's cold We come from the ghetto where we go when I say go When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the day slow
My brudda brudda, mm We from the ghetto I love ya love ya, mm No I can't stay no We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow Checking for them funds with my brothers, man we was dead broke
Got it out the mud for real When it's up it's up for real Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real Got some change, I ain't change and I'm thuggin still, mm mm But I feel like fuck it still I'm paranoid for real I thought my life was supposed to change when I first got my deal I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a hunnit mil My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin off a pill, mm
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own When I was down bad you ain't call my phone So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho Cuz they ain't show no love when I was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh Was taught to lay low Ghetto, ghetto uh Where everyday 'scold We come from the ghetto where we go when I say go When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the day slowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
