Ghetto Symphony

Lyrics

[Intro] Gotta do it subtle Got my nigga Oh Jay on the beat You already know It's the cook up [Verse 1: Elcamino] Crack in the back of my crack Trying to relax and cop a Rolex Sold more fish than [?] hold that 40 cal in my slacks trying to fall back from the game It's too many rats, more niggas dealing 'caine Keep my name out your mouth or you'll get slain I'm in the range smoking insane Bitch keeping my mind, these soldiers insane The rollie plain jane, can't see me cry in the rain Spent a hundred thousand on chains, keep the change These other niggas lames, I'm working on my aim Stay in your lane y'all niggas never sold cocaine My flow is propane, them niggas are snitches Y'all should be ashamed I'm stacking up riches and hopping planes Y'all burning bridges for petty change Loyalty over everything This ain't no fucking game Fucking your bitch it got me drained I don't even know her name but she a good bitch And me, you know I'm hood rich [Chorus: Elcamino] My ghetto symphony This my ghetto symphony You know that this my ghetto symphony And this my ghetto symphony My ghetto symphony You know that this my ghetto symphony And you can get with me You know I got them sticks on me [Verse 2: Ché Noir] Project baby I was born in the hood Crew full of killers on the corners with crooks They told us school the only way to make it out But I'm not sure if it could Cause to be honest experience taught me more than a book I told my sis while we was walking to the store I said look Feed your mind 'cause a real nigga get bored with just looks I want a nigga that give head in the morning and cook Or a nigga with money that will give me more than he should I know niggas that's really rich and they don't dress in designer That's grown money Y'all money got me checking for minors I heard bitches pressed to come find us I come through waving sticks, it look like I'm directing a choir Little bitch I'm toe tagging with toe ratchets My bitches don't condone average I'm gold status Toast with bitches we got champagne spilling on our stiletto heels All this money they surprised to see we ghetto still [Chorus: Elcamino] My ghetto symphony This my ghetto symphony You know that this my ghetto symphony And this my ghetto symphony My ghetto symphony You know that this my ghetto symphony And you can get with me You know I got them sticks on me