Ghetto Blues

World is unforgiving yet we all make mistakes
IG got us all looking for the perfect face
Nip said what he said but we still treat it like a race
For the bread they grab that lead niggas down to catch a case
We on whatever it takes fuck them jakes Get mine
Niggas flood they wrist with ice but they can't buy time
Steady copping views online cuz you can't cheat the grind
Fuck signing a dotted line slime my soul ain't got no price
Got up out the hood when I was 9
Keep iron by my side if I go back and I'm tried I ain't trynna die
Seen what happened back home shit was wild
If that happen to my blood I'm getting violent if I'm lying then I'm flyin
I ain't gon lie
Sometimes I see him smile in the sky
Know you watching me though we ain't even talk in a while
Man it's sad to see fr but I aint gon live in denial
We all gotta go but why y'all leavin me behind damn

When I check it out
The biggest man
Was a baby one time
So I don't know where him get all these big ideas
Want to be rulers over people
See
And help enforce devilism
Can't dig it

Divide and conquer
Sometimes I lay and ponder
Would they have picked they own cotton if they ain't snatch my forefathers
Would my siblings be in court still pleading to your honor
Greatest country in the world treat a Ex-con like a foreigner
But I ain't Dalai Lama
I got my own issues
All this childhood trauma
I'm popping percys for these wounds
Son without a Father in a jungle full of baboons
And they wonder why we goons
This the ghetto blues
Growing up my own kin doubted me
It dawned on me finally
They were just projecting their reality
Entirely their mentality was full of boundaries
Village boy thinking about Paris an embarrassment to the townies
Society will always talk that's just how it is
Some family I got them blocked but thanksgiving exchange pleasantries
Ironically in your darkest is when you really see
Who's a true coward and who's really what they claim to be



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Kiprotich
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