Ghetto Story

Ghetto stories ion even know which one to tell

Gun powder I cant even lie I love the smell

Thug hours god forgive me I might burn in hell

Still pray for better days but u ain't wish me well

If I could bring u back Id get a wishing well

I could tell u bout some shit if we gon kiss n tell

We can talk about sum other thangs that they aint know

Ducking 12 high speeds late nights in the cell

Yea Back of the yards this shit wild i aint ever switched on my day ones

I been puffin this good loud better speak up when u say sum

Tryna make the whole hood proud ima prolly cry when that day come

Reminiscing nights with the gang