It's a pain in the ghetto
I'm tryna fight, but something's gotta give
[OG Bobby Billions]
Tired of going on these missions
Stuck off in these trenches
I'm just tryna get a million 'fore they come and get me
Lot of hate off in my city, I can't fuck with it
It's just me and the niggas I grew up with
If I'm lying, then I'm dying
No cap up in my rap, you niggas slip, my niggas slide
Yeah, somebody gon' die today
No, these niggas better not be outside today
Or they hit
It's fucked up where I'm from, you can't fuck around
You better watch your step when you be in that ground
Fuck it, long live 'em
It's only one way out, you gotta go and get it
And know this shit expensive, cost a whole brick
Don't get stuck here tryna take your time
Shit get wicked on my side of town
It's a pain in the ghetto
I'm tryna fight, but something's gotta give
I'm built where I can't break, but bitch, I'm done bending
I'm tired of all this sinning, but that's how we living
I'm praying God forgive me
[OG Bobby Billions]
I'm just praying for brighter days
Shit been wicked, I thank God I'm alive today
Niggas dead
I'm tryna get a million, tired of going on these missions
I'm tryna leave the trenches 'fore I'm stuck off in the system
They shake me, I'll try to change
I just pray these niggas don't be outside today
Or they hit
I know that mama told you 'bout a thousand times
Careful, shit get wicked on my side of town
We don't fuck around
It's a pain in the ghetto
I'm tryna fight, but something's gotta give
[Blueface]
So much pain every night in ghetto
Niggas wanna fight with God but they dancing with the devil
They shake me, I'll try to change
I just pray these niggas don't be outside today
Through gave in my lane and run my name, it's always something
Now you're from that gang and dug your grave without no shovel
Now you're in a rush, you moving fast without no hustle
Now you checkin' in with your po' more than his mother kids
Court date after court date, it's always the same old shit
Lil' man, I'll be your dad to my brother's kids
God forbid
I get locked up for something that, God forbid
One suspect, two victims hurt, all three their kids
Four, five shots all it took to get 'em 40 years
Six, seven, eight, boy, don't even 'spect, your bitch to wait
Nine, ten years in the pain, now you prayin'
[OG Bobby Billions]
I'm just praying for brighter days
Shit been wicked, I thank God I'm alive today
Niggas dead
I'm tryna get a million, tired of going on these missions
I'm tryna leave the trenches 'fore I'm stuck off in the system
They shake me, I'll try to change
I just pray these niggas don't be outside today
Or they hit
I know that mama told you 'bout a thousand times
Careful, shit get wicked on my side of town
We don't fuck around
It's a pain in the ghetto
I'm tryna fight, but something's gotta give
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