Life in the Ghetto

Lyrics

[Intro] Hell Rell Dipset, bitch These niggas don't know a thing, man I'm their worst fucking nightmare, man Weeks Ave, let's do it Yeah, yeah Fuck with me on this one OK, OK, yo [Verse 1] I'm that nigga in your sleep when you close your eyes I was looking over your shoulder when you sold them pies That's me, I'm your stomach growling when you get hungry That's opportunity knocking, nigga, get money Pissing them off cause I'm whipping the Porsche Looking at the world through these Christian Diors Bitch, I'm a boss, so 'by the time I finish cracking this dutch Be ready for dick and some balls I tell a ho quick 'please, this a man's world' I don't care if she like me, I won't fuck my man's girl Nah, it's certain rules that we live by, homie It's certain codes that we raise our kids by Sometimes I get mad, cuss my uzi Sip my 'gnac and think 'damn, how I miss Booby' And I wish Nae Nae was still here So one last time I can see him throw his bike in the air But fuck it, that's water under the bridge Can't cry over spilled milk, got an empire to build And you can take the jewels, clothes, cake and the fees Cause none of that shit don't make me a G It's my joy, my pain, my heart and my soul If my homie got beef then you know I'm down to roll And you gotta put in work just to say you're a beast And homeboy it's a honor just to say you're from Weeks [Hook] Let me tell you about this life in the ghetto (Ghetto) Crackheads on that pipe in the ghetto (Ghetto) Niggas sleeping with the mice in the ghetto (Word?) Fights you can't settle, but that's life in the ghetto, baby Now let me tell you about this life in the ghetto (Ghetto) Crackheads on that pipe in the ghetto (Ghetto) My niggas sleeping with the mice in the ghetto It's fights you can't settle, but that's life in the ghetto, baby [Verse 2] Now remember this nigga? He had scrilla and a bank (Bank) Now he at the gas station filling up a tank (Damn) Goddamn, how he go from an O.G To a nigga with no cheese all in these cold streets? Remember Ricky? I thought he had a scholarship (Word) Now he run around sniffing all kind of shit (Goddamn) He used to say he gon' blow up and do things Fucked up his hoop dreams, Ricky is a true fiend (True fiend) And Tawana, she ain't have no titties But her ass was dumb fat and she was so pretty (So pretty) She used to run around thinking she the shit (Word) If you was spending money, she was leaving with you quick (Quick) That's when she met a baller (Baller), he always called her (Called her) Gucci, Prada, this nigga used to spoil her So she gave him some pussy cause he said she was prettier (Word) Then he stopped calling, that's when she got skinnier If you don't get the picture, I can't paint it for you clearer (Clearer) Cause real niggas always look their self in the mirror And being that I'm real, you can feel what I'm speaking (Speaking) No skeletons in my closet, just got a few demons (Uh-huh) Put the cane to the flame, I died but I rose from the dead With every rapper's name on my brain This flow right here, it will leave you roasted I'm cooking at Hell's Kitchen, I'mma keep you posted, nigga [Hook]