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Just another nigga in the ghetto 
Why I gotta jugg, finesse, and scam tho
I don't wanna leave, but I cant stay 
I gotta get this cheese, gotta make a way
My family gotta eat

Punching the clock like I'm in the twelfth round with Cashius
Get my check, pay all the bills and I'm still Wondering where my cash is
F*ck where my mask is, run in yo spot where the stash is
Oh right there up under that mattress
Leave yo ass under that mattress
Oh no, but I'm not a savage
Just a young nigga with habits, cause I aint never had shit
Poppa did 9, so I was a bastard
Look back on some time, no need to rewind
Cant live in the past
If I gotta 100 round this Draco
Pussy better hope you got ya halo, cause that's what you gone need
We don't cop no plea, but I had to cop a plea cause my own homie told to the D
These streets aint sweet
But you live and you learn
Guess why I sip and I burn yea yea
Double cup spill on my shirt
Watch how you hitting the curb lil bitch
Trappin I did it to make ends
And no i am not here to make friends
The last friend a nigga had, turned his back
I ended up in a state pen
Yell No Starvin cause that's what I'm living by
Don't try me, shots out the car when its driven by
Sometimes I just feel like I live to die, damn

Just another nigga in the ghetto
Why I gotta jugg,finesse, and scam tho
I don't wanna leave, but I cant stay
I gotta get this cheese, gotta make a way
My family gotta eat 

Ooohhhhhh ohhhhhhhh
Yay yay, yay yay, yay yay

Sitting in the county with my head down
Don't know why might as well pick my head up
My cousin told on me, got me set up
CO trippin, let me go and make this bed up
Have you ever seen a real nigga fed up
He show it all on his face then
It aint right
But shit you know I got homies doing life on top of life inside a state pen
Told God need somebody t put my faith in
Heard the streets waiting on me I'm like wait yall
In reality I never knew how real reality was
I was blind to it like Ray Charles
Hanging in the cut posted with a bulldog
And if it bite my nigga it'll take ya face off
Yea I remember those days
Nigga I done missed birthdays not to mention holidays sittin in this place yall
Lookin out the window tryna not to shed a tear as the rain pour
Hoping that the sun a shine again and let me out This place,but a hater he gone hate and hope it rain more
When you outta sight you outta mind
Niggas don't even take the time to come visit you or drop a dime ,shit
And my girl left me for another nigga
I aint trippin happens all the time
Waiting on a court date
Puttin on the gloves bout to fight another court case
When it aint no justice
Niggas they be thinking they be winning but be coming out in first place
Black people genocide
Poor race
Grave yards is full they need more space
Police need more bullets and need more mace
Cause they taking shots at us with no chase, Lord knows
Looking at these stripes tryna figure out where I went wrong at in life
Was it when I was sitting in the kitchen watching my mother cook dope
Watching the shit come back white like soap
Or when I shot a nigga for the first time
Made a nigga sink like a boat right off the atlantic coast
Then after that it seem like everywhere I went I had the 40 in the coat
I sleep and see ghost
Whie you was looking up to Jordan and D Rose
I was looking up to dope dealers with o's
And pimps that pimped hoes
Man what I did for clothes and shoes I wont say just know I broke the rules
Pushups the only thing that get me in the mood
And reading this bible
When you find out the mind is the worlds strongest weapon
Better than any rifle, ready for any rival
How you feel when ya son say daddy I wanna be like you
And you stare at walls all day
I wonder if the world think about me still
If so I still think about yall all day
While yall be splurging in the mall all day
I be in here tryna stand tall all day
The system is just like the big bad wolf blowing wind
I be trying not to fall all day
Call home an dhere the same shit
Somebody got time somebody got killed
My sister had a baby
My mama going crazy, when I think about it, how you think it make me
Feel nigga man its real nigga
All these problems I don't wanna deal with it
Til I touch them streets gotta remind myself every day  that I'm

Just another nigga in the ghetto
Why I gotta jugg,finesse, and scam tho
I don't wanna leave, but I cant stay
I gotta get this cheese, gotta make a way
My family gotta eat

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