The Ghetto Lyrics

My nigga face the time and when we talk he sound cool with it

These are consequences when you grew up in it

When we started rapping we ain't have much

When we was growing up we ain't have enough to have boys

Older niggas sit on back blocks, some push rock

Respect to us was everything, other shit is make believe

Everybody's goal was making to the league

Just young niggas, witness drive by's and broad daylight

Niggas curbside we never felt, damn this ain't right

I'm talking young niggas, mourn their best friends at grave sites

Gentrified living it leads to dealing with depression

Lack of showing your expressions, dealing with the extras

Dealing with aggression, don't trust no one

Not people held below oppression

Cops come around and lie about helping, it's all deception

This real shit, you feel this, you feel me

You don't then we can't speak

The ghetto nigga, product of the struggle

This shit made me

this the ghetto nigga

This is how we living when they hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man

Niggas risk they life and to survive is not a simple task

It's fucked up cause everybody talking like they come from that

This the ghetto nigga, this is how we living when they hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man

Niggas risk they life and to survive is not a simple task

It's fucked up cause everybody talking like they come from that

Everybody talking like they come from it

Everybody tough now, calling niggas bluffs and they can't come round

It's cut nigga, lost a couple scuffles but I'm up nigga

Ten toes standing, I never back down

Fuck what you saying, y'all niggas all clowns

I'm heaven sent but hell bound

I'm walking with a limp so ain't no telling what I'm toting

Nigga, I'm so full of myself and I'm so arrogant

The nigga in the mirror is the nigga I'm pairing with

The time is of the essence and I'm truly aware of it

So I'm something like the rollie hand, I'm never gonna end this shit

Won't he do it cause I remember we would sleep on the floors

And now we pop champagne, I told her pour me some more

And I'm a mogul, difference is I lay it out on Pro Tools

Listen to me rap, it's like I coach you

I took the high road, it's like an uphill battle

My granny died, my nigga doing time

My spirit dismantled, I went all in

I'm walking down the tightrope

This week alone I did three shows

My ego needs some lipo

Cause now I'm on my high horse

My entree come with three courses

valet park, my life changing

God's grace, I might make it

Rapping my life, I'm headed nowhere fast

But real talk, I got my foot on the gas

BMF, I'm blowing this shit fast

Master of masses, master of classes

Matter of fact, my impact

I motivate the ones in the back

This the ghetto nigga

This is how we living when it hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man

Niggas just stay life and they survive

It's not a simple task

It's fucked up cause everybody talking like they come from that

This the ghetto nigga

This is how we living when it hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man

Niggas just stay life and they survive

It's not a simple task

It's fucked up cause everybody talking like they come from that