Ghetto Child

The homie flag, be as simple

Automatic singing dice games,

We was gettin money to the fancy tangs

Two gold chains be dedicated

On my clothes you can still smell cocaine

But my family have so without cocaine

We thank God when that blow game walking though the rain without a coke

Living all upon the truth, hope that we all make it all to get tongue

Lil know they way I pay this bitches

My nigga so illegal ambitions

Full with the dish now all your family lives with the memories and pinches

Fuck niggas, fuck bitches, fuck niggas, fuck bitches, get money, stag money

I wish they act wrong even that funny

I got bitches that will die, killers that will clap for me

It's all about this struggle to make it all we are the hustle

When your bro they won't trust you

When your money right they gonna love you

Friends stay first, keep your enemies close, enemies close,

Cuz those ones that stay by your side they be doing the most

Doing the most

Please don't get it confuse this is rap money

Mix with the little street money

I talk about long drives no sleep money

Bitches walking on the that dirty deep money

Always told don't talk just look

Family from the street I was raise by th street

Certify streets never raise by the book

Straight educated, I can tell that you shut rapper

Every goof girl love a hood nigga

Real recognize real when you real nigga

I'm taking over companies sunny deal

If you want a bill make a mill

Never skip a mil, keep your lips still nigga

Fuck nigga it's time to heal figure

You take cake and fame, you keep it real I fuck with you

Boy this level to the shit

I said fire to the ass life with the devil in his bitch

It's all about this struggle to make it all we are the hustle

When your bro they won't trust you

When your money right they gonna love you

Friends stay first, keep your enemies close, enemies close,

Cuz those ones that stay by your side they be doing the most

Doing the most