Out of the Ghetto

Lyrics
[Chorus: Kobe] I'm sorry, my father, I was just trying to make a dollar I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto [Verse 1: Sheek Louch] Yeah, I'm a ghetto boy,.. like bush with the scar face Speeding, you would think I'm in a car 40 out the crack window, this is no game DS Nintendo I'm from the building where we live... car washes I'm the topic throw your apples in your Macintosh Where you get your feet wet at, no galoshes They say she gonna fire, her prognosis Am I wrong for wanting more money more choose? Am I wrong for wanting less stress less fools? Down on my knees, I know I ain't angel, but I'm... so let me in please [Chorus: Kobe] I'm sorry, my father, I was just trying to make a dollar I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] Yeah, and now I throw that money at them girls in the pole I'm nice now so they say that I'll be bribing with soul But you don't know about the roaches crawling out of the bowl No lunch meat just butter put on a roll Yeah, police wanna follow in force They say I'm going fast cause they hear their exhaust Yeah, down on my knees, safety on my Glock I'm asking God to forgive me please [Chorus: Kobe] I'm sorry, my father, I was just trying to make a dollar I'm trying to get a dollar in the ghetto Sunshine is I heard of I see is nothing but murder Gotta make a dollar in the ghetto
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Credits
- Writers
- Sheek Louch
- Kobe