Ghetto Rockstar Lyrics

A letter to the real ones as times to go bye, you gotta move on

A letter to the real ones as times to go bye, you gotta move on

I'm from that side where niggas slide you better keep a tool on

South side we outside, know to get that groove on

Standing ten toes tall, I won't fall, ill prove wrong

I'm an angel in the heart, but got the devil on my mind

Why do I cry, every year a friend gon' die

Why should I lie, keep it Z, never testify

When I try, I seem to fail, I don't know why

But I never quit, I swear man, I put that on my life

I'm a ghetto rockstar, instrumental he don't keep a guitar

Like a rocket, he gon' blast to the stars, my mama cryin' cause that life hit her hard

My father lying, gave his three kids his heart

I'm slowly dying, may death do us part

I made a promise, left my heart forever scarred

I keep it silent, I'm ghetto rockstar

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on

I'm a ghetto rockstar

No matter what they say, no matter the picture they paint

If you have a bad day, remember nobody care

You win the game by yourself, and you in for the win

You better hold it down, or you won't never be shit

Remember back in 15, I seen the craziest things

Experienced death at young age, I wonder what it would mean

Watched how my family would grieve, back when I Jesus played

But I just keep it Z, cause I'm a ghetto rockstar

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on

I'm a ghetto rockstar

The real ones

Move on

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on

A letter to the real ones

As time go by, you gotta move on