Ghetto Boy
(Yea, y'all niggas broke yall be, iight, yea)
Yea, y'all niggas broke y'all be lame as hell
I'm on the block with the work, got it all for sale
Plug out in Cali packing bowls, shipping by the mail
I'm a cheetah to bag y'all niggas move like snails
Choppa knock a nigga off his tracks make him derail
Imma spin the block again cause know I can make the bail
I'm smoking on exotic kush nigga can't you tell
I got too much weight on my shoulders I can't fail
Christian Dior's fifteen hundred that's just retail
Had to separate the real from the fake only time will tell
I'm shooting out the v told my nigga grab the wheel
Hit a nigga bitch doggy style now he in his feels
Poured up a four of the act now I'm sleep walking
Don't come to me with me with no money nigga just keep walking
I'm tired of hearing this bitch voice why she keep talking
I keep my Glock on me nigga even when I'm jogging
Haha, Yea, even when I'm jogging
I bet you got no clue what I do with a bank login
Y'all niggas dumb, y'all get the bag, and y'all just start flossing
I put my phone on DND the fiends steady calling for
I'm in the water with the sharks you don't wanna fall in
If I'm up we all up the whole team ballin'
I beat it up for two hours there was no pausing
The opps called they like stop all the death you causing
This ain't a game but we play this life on hard mode
I can bend a lil bit but shit Ill never fold
Said she wanna snatch my soul I'm like damn you bold
I see niggas never changing this shit getting old
Say you tryna get some money yea you gotta hit the road
There's a short list of things I ain't sold
He ain't wanna come outside we had to kick his door
He did the roly poly when his body hit the floor
I need fifty k for each stop of the tour
On a flight to LA, touchdown I hit cookies store
Section eight food stamps yea we grew up poor
These niggas be so feminine they hoes to they core
Yea, y'all niggas broke y'all be lame as hell
I'm on the block with the work, got it all for sale
Plug out in Cali packing bowls, shipping by the mail
I'm a cheetah to bag y'all niggas move like snails
Choppa knock a nigga off his tracks make him derail
Imma spin the block again cause know I can make the bail
I'm smoking on exotic kush nigga can't you tell
I got to much weight on my shoulders I cant fail
Yea, y'all niggas broke y'all be lame as hell
I'm on the block with the work, got it all for sale
Plug out in Cali packing bowls, shipping by the mail
I'm a cheetah to bag y'all niggas move like snails
Choppa knock a nigga off his tracks make him derail
Imma spin the block again cause know I can make the bail
I'm smoking on exotic kush nigga can't you tell
I got too much weight on my shoulders I can't fail
Christian Dior's fifteen hundred that's just retail
Had to separate the real from the fake only time will tell
I'm shooting out the v told my nigga grab the wheel
Hit a nigga bitch doggy style now he in his feels
Poured up a four of the act now I'm sleep walking
Don't come to me with me with no money nigga just keep walking
I'm tired of hearing this bitch voice why she keep talking
I keep my Glock on me nigga even when I'm jogging
Haha, Yea, even when I'm jogging
I bet you got no clue what I do with a bank login
Y'all niggas dumb, y'all get the bag, and y'all just start flossing
I put my phone on DND the fiends steady calling for
I'm in the water with the sharks you don't wanna fall in
If I'm up we all up the whole team ballin'
I beat it up for two hours there was no pausing
The opps called they like stop all the death you causing
This ain't a game but we play this life on hard mode
I can bend a lil bit but shit Ill never fold
Said she wanna snatch my soul I'm like damn you bold
I see niggas never changing this shit getting old
Say you tryna get some money yea you gotta hit the road
There's a short list of things I ain't sold
He ain't wanna come outside we had to kick his door
He did the roly poly when his body hit the floor
I need fifty k for each stop of the tour
On a flight to LA, touchdown I hit cookies store
Section eight food stamps yea we grew up poor
These niggas be so feminine they hoes to they core
Yea, y'all niggas broke y'all be lame as hell
I'm on the block with the work, got it all for sale
Plug out in Cali packing bowls, shipping by the mail
I'm a cheetah to bag y'all niggas move like snails
Choppa knock a nigga off his tracks make him derail
Imma spin the block again cause know I can make the bail
I'm smoking on exotic kush nigga can't you tell
I got to much weight on my shoulders I cant fail
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Writer(s): Daval Torres
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