Superghetto

Feelin' like I want more, yeah, mmm

Never forget how it felt
Remember it so well

Everything's not perfect, I been couch surfin'
Sleepin' at the homie house since I moved out
Plus a nigga not workin', no gas
With my broke ass tryna get high and write raps

Mom and dad divorced, goin' through they own shit
Strugglin' to keep a roof over our heads
House foreclosure, feelin' like the world's over
Can't wait till this bullshit blows over
Not sober, young nigga got older
Heart colder, feelin' like I want more
Give me some, turn me up
Feelin' like I want more, yeah

Never forget how it felt
Remember it so well

My daddy told my granny I'ma die doin' this shit
Smokin' crack cocaine, gettin' higher than a bitch
Maybe that's why my behavior so addictive
Never thought I'd ever make it, takin' this risk
All the money that I generated this year
Gave it back to charity, my dollars makin' sense here, yeah

Momentarily, I'm dreamin' lucid
Talkin' to the youth, treat the booth like the pulpit, I
Coexist with the Bloods and the Crips
Niggas pop shit like the consequence don't exist
Hood politics, homie, 2Tall got shot
Soon as he recovered, started bangin' Nutty Blocc
Hub City bullshit, I never understood
Super ghetto janky lil' nigga from the hood

Just a super ghetto janky lil' nigga from the hood
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood
Just a super ghetto janky lil' nigga from the hood
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood, yeah
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood
Super ghetto janky lil nigga from the hood

Never forget how it felt



Credits
Writer(s): Axel Albert Morgan, Simmie Sims
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