Ghetto Survivor

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Trick Trick] I been on that tip since the day of my arival Living was second to my survival Pops at the front door with a rifal Mama in the kitchen with her bibal Another day in the ghetto, tryna prevent from being suicidal Clicked up with the other niggas' rivals [?] so on point, I took the title After so many years [?] time and tears Was the only fear Nigga I changed my life, and only did a year Got to name my price, fucking with pioneers See the OG's didn't play that Tryna pay, nigga pay that Real niggas gon respect where you lay at Cause you didn't want them coming after you, talking bout payback I say that, cause niggas only do what they tought So used to being tought to be stupid till we caught Only wrong that we did was surviving, what we thought [Verse 2: Troy Ave] Tryna break out the ghetto, [?] in something foreign Streets still calling, [?] Everytime it rain, more money for the team 06 in this barol, pull back, bang bang Murder like so what, money [?] I sold more birds than a KFC [?] Sippin on shots, sitting on blocks Getting this gwop, shit don't stop Still going hard with the otherfucking yay Don't assume I don't rap cause you heard me with Slay I'm not with the drama, but I'm with the kingpin Free the omies, [?] from the pen Imma free myself from the hood with a pen And drive away in my drug money bought Benz I'm so ambitious with it If I want it, I hustle and motherfucking get it It's Troy Ave, nigga! [Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth] Running to this dead end, whole family fuck ups Brother doing a few life, streets got him sucked up MeI did the same thing, agrevated and robbing Tryna provide for mama, to help her in case she was starving Everyone would say I tripped out, man I was unstable Preacher said I could change it, [?] enable Homies say I'm the truth, and stick with it, [?] label Told them that shit was cool, but I'm tryna get to this table And eat nigga, Trae can't sleep nigga Somebody hating, that's why I'm keeping this heat nigga Cirtifyed champion, I be dambed if I get beat nigga Plus the lil homie I knew got downed last week nigga Nothing be guaranteed, [?] fly [?] they know everyday I try Fuck wasting my days to cry, just do what I do the best Watch how I keep rolling by, and can't wait till I get to rest I'm on it, homie [Verse 4: Termanology] I'm from the ghetto born, came up listening to ghetto boys We stay hustling, cause we ain't really got a choice My cousin just got out, he did a five piece I pray he stay off these streets, so he can see his niece Look around, it's cocroaches [?] Powdered noses tryna rock with [?] Kinda funny, cause you can have you a pile of money And still not get love [?] what he can do for the next man Like cutting checks [?] Extorting your best friends, so what's the best plan? Things change, [?] stress at the shooting range I ain't a punk, but I ain't ever shoot a man Eh yo Slay you the man, cause you [?] plan Catch me [?] Chilling, dapping my fans Fuck this music industry, this shit is fake as hell None of these rappers real, another soul to sell