Letra de Ghetto
Grew up in the ghetto I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow
Wе ain't had no cable put food on the table
I came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able
They don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels
Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh
I just take it day by day though
Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable
On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant
Had to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal
Man I ain't done enough
Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up
I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds
These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch
Just put a track on the wrist
Woah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah
Don't know it's yo last day here, woah woah
Get up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow
My brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto
I love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you
We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow
Checkin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke
Got it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real
Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real
Got some chains, I ain't change
And i'm thuggin' still, mm mm
But I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real
I thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal
I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill
My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
(VVS Melody)
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow
Wе ain't had no cable put food on the table
I came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able
They don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels
Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh
I just take it day by day though
Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable
On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant
Had to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal
Man I ain't done enough
Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up
I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds
These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch
Just put a track on the wrist
Woah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah
Don't know it's yo last day here, woah woah
Get up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow
My brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto
I love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you
We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow
Checkin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke
Got it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real
Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real
Got some chains, I ain't change
And i'm thuggin' still, mm mm
But I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real
I thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal
I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill
My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm
Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low
Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold
(VVS Melody)
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go
When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow
