Lyrics
I come from da ghetto this my ghetto story
Mama single parent no dad to hold me mama single parent so that didn't show me
How to be a man I had to show me
I'm hitting this bitch from the back
I feel I'm all that so I record me
In the streets now the youngins don't even know the OGs
The best thing I know is to stay out the way & stay lowkey
All I had was my bruddas and mama
Cut these bitches off run up my dollas'
From the dirty swamp gutta the bottom ABN product of my environment
I said fuck the job search nobody hiring bossed up myself I ain't thinking bout retiring
Don't think cause I moved to this city
That I'm hiding I ain't hard to find me
All I see is hate never love that's how I peeped you hating when we was coming up
I see it clear through these Cartier buffs you got paper but you too can be touched
Growing up on the west side of that Monroe made me a menace that's just how I come folk
Won't stop till I accomplish everything that I come for
Meanwhile the spot booming get the front door
I don't make excuses that's why it's a problem when excuses get made
I ain't tryna hear no talking no rara y'all beef everyday man I'm tryna get paid
Income coming in 4 different ways
I be tryna tell Bridgett this a new wave
Uncle Richard telling me you Taylor made
I see it in yo' ways just a whole other phase
Imma get the AP no diamonds just the face
It's the big boss don't need a suitcase
I won't take another lost won't let you double
Big chilling in a loft looking down at the city nigga cause
I come from da ghetto
This my ghetto story
Mama single parent no dad to hold me
Mama single parent so that didn't show me
How to be a man I had to show me
I'm hitting this bitch from the back
I feel I'm all that so I record me
In the streets now the youngins don't even know the OGs
Best thing I know is to stay out the way & stay lowkey
All I had was my bruddas and mama
Cut the bitches run up my dollas'
From the dirty swamp gutta the bottom
ABN product of my environment
I said fuck the job search nobody hiring
Bossed up myself I ain't thinking bout retiring
Don't think cause I moved to this city
That I'm hiding I ain't hard to find me
Writer(s): Don Czn
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