All My Life (In the Ghetto)

The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Oh, my-my, oh

Oh, my-my, oh

I was on the block right, wasn't in my right mind

Just a young nigga hustling, tryna get mines

Movin' with the nine double M

Niggas like, "You don't really wanna fuck with him"

Yeah, young teenager, infatuated with paper

Yeah, I had to get it cause momma, she wasn't able

Black and white TV set, no cable

40's in the fridge, chicken noodles on the table

I wasn't born with a silver spoon

Child of the ghetto, raised off a different tune

Watching Bob Barker in my living room

If your price was right, I could get you a whole living room

Yeah, them was my gutter ways

Back in the gutter days, no education but the gutter pays

Through it all, I came a long way

From selling the yay, fistfights to gunplay

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

I comes from the bottom, but now I'm on top (oh, my-my oh)

Ain't nothin' gon' stop me, yo

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Where all of my niggas, where all of my niggas

And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot

And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto (oh, my-my oh)

Yeah, times is hard as it is

That's why I got guns and my guns got kids

That's why I be going so tough on them hoes

I play my own hand, I don't shuffle or fold

Fuck with a nigga, let's go fuck with some hoes

Hear them bitches screaming like they stuck in a hole

I am not a demon but was once a lost soul

'Til I found myself a block away from the crossroad

I have outgrown the fishbowl

And now I'm on my feet like a fucking insole

And, yeah, it may hurt like a fucking lymph node

But it's fuck the world like a fucking nympho

And we spend dough 'cause we make more

And I make sure when I say so

It's Jay Rock and Weezy, need I say more?

Clothesline the beat, Ted DiBiase flow

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

I comes from the bottom but now I'm on top

Ain't nothin' gon' stop me, yo (oh my-my oh)

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Where all of my niggas, where all of my niggas

And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot

And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Jay Rock still that same OG

I ain't tryna see the grave or the penitentiary

Everyday living, tryna stay on my feet

Even though a nigga paid but my heart in the streets

See my dogs, I'm a beast, so hard on these beats

So my family can eat, I'll be damned if I see no income

Here come Jay Rock, they know

Crack music, drug kingpin flow, oh

Kingpin ho (yeah) need I say more? (Yeah)

Your family could die, when I say go (go)

Green light, green light, what ya green like?

Before ya sign me up, get the scene right

And I just hop in the Phantom when I'm feelin' nice

'Cause driving slow in the Lam', it doesn't seem right

Yeah, and I remember them long nights

Living the wrong life, but I made that wrong right, Weezy

All the struggling

All it does is keep me hustling

Oh, my, my

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

I comes from the bottom, but now I'm on top (oh, my-my oh)

Ain't no one stop me yo

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Where all of my niggas, where all of my niggas

And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot

And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

I comes from the bottom, but now I'm on top

Ain't nothin' gon' stop me, yo

All the struggling

All it does is keep me hustling

Oh, my, my, oh

Oh, my, my, oh

(Strange Music)