GHETTO GOSPEL

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See all my life I had to go and get it Used to think that trappin' was the only way
to get it Momma thankful for that dope game
Shit forever changed my spirit Still a hustler, do you hear me
Want them suckas far from near me Boy, you pussy, please don't temp me

I don't hang around who envy that Whatever to keep mine winning
Ghetto guns for I'm still selling Lord, I'm trying to see a billion
You can't hit it with your eyes closed You'll get mossed up on this road
If you got faith, no rush for time Boy, you better shredding your spine

I'm close to switching any point in time I've been missing wearing your pride
Now I'm about to squeeze you like a lime I got guardian angels
That keep some cards up on the table I ain't trippin' off nothing
Yeah, tell them haters, keep on numbin' Battery need a jumper, stay connected

Just that ghetto guy with no Chevy I'm still reppin
Just be careful where you headed Don't fuss blockin' blessings
We packed fully for those lessons We packed fully for those lessons
Just that ghetto gospel section Play the Lord, keep on reppin

In that ghetto gospel section All that devil, keep on testin
Play the Lord, keep on reppin' In that ghetto gospel section
All that devil, keep on testin' Just that ghetto gospel section
Ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel

Ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel
You can't burst men for top, used to stuff it in my sock
Was fascinated, dope boy block, dissed that dope boy ambition
Used to watch the Grams get kickin', daddy play with chicken different

Love the way the jewelry glisten, used to think to be a man
Had to spend time in a pen, pull out the feds and came home
Fixed you what I did, you would've fo'ed Yeah, that pressure make him switch goals
They don't love you when you gone, there's no money placed on that phone

You can't even hear a ringtone, nigga, that's that savage life
You bake fish, used to pray for pipes, vacuum seals
I see cotton pills, nigga, this that real
Used to get it ready, express it overnight

Get my money tight, get al pop in my ear, what all that
What if he right? Nigga, when I was strugglin
Got mustacoffed, that muzzle kicked
Nigga, smell that money, come around on that buddy shit

Sell a party I don't do, I'm all the bitches true
I've been left there by a few, used to work where there's a few
Now I'm thankin' God I got through it, bound out in them sewers
Lil' T over love, together f*ck a dove

Rest in peace to my loved ones, puttin' on for my thugs
Puttin' on for my guys, puttin' on for that grind
This that ghetto gospel section, pray to Lord keep a weapon
Or the devil keep on textin' in that ghetto gospel section

Pray to Lord keep a weapon in that ghetto gospel section
Or the devil keep on textin' in that ghetto gospel section
Ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel
Ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel, ghetto gospel

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