Ghetto Children

In these times we gotta hustle cause our pockets be hurt

Lil' **** wanna get fronted from who got work

Is she ready for that? You wanna wash the bus?

Let a **** know where they at so ain't no stopping us

If you handle your business right I'ma promote yo ass

You bitch out and try to kite I'ma come smoke yo ass

The shit that I'm giving you they trying blood to get

The vicks be running through because they love the shit

So don't come with that no one 'bout it shit was cool

**** tried to rob me nobody was coming through

Snitches I can't have that

Bitches I can't have that

Riches you can have that

Just bring me my cash back

Look it's all gravy with me go head and shine

That's how you play with me ya big time

All I want is the G's

With a trunk full of keys

A Benz on twenties

You got something you can lend me? Shit

**** I ain't doing nothing for me for free

Can't put my trust in you **** cause y'all be tryin' to run G

'Cause I don't like to dream about making no cheese

Wanna see my mother fuckin' bank account O.D.'d

Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project building

Smoking that fire be with the ghetto children

Plotting on a way that we can make a million, million, lord, lord

Until then I'ma be thuggin' behind a project building

Smoking that fire be with the ghetto children

Plotting on a way that we can make a million, million, lord, lord

Now I'm on some shit again

Leave a **** stranded like Gilligan

Hundreds I'm considering

Lex it for a  million

Catch it **** I'm killing 'em

They spot but I ain't feeling 'em

My jacket off appearing them

Super say it's numerary

Partnas in for sipperin'

Juvenile is different

Look at what I did to them

**** wearing Reeboks instead of Nikes and Timbaland's

Bitch **** I be tipping 'em

My mac nine it be flippin' 'em

Some of these **** is trying to run G

So I be gippin' em

They would do the same to me

**** ain't no family

Shit is all a game to me

But nobody gon' handle me

Four hundred degrees

Tottin' guns runnin' with me

No wonder we need more money one could receive

**** wanna deal with this Christ

I'ma put it up in his life

Never should've fuck with me right

Why you keep ducking me shy?

I'ma knock ya head off

**** trying to get to ya fuck trying to play it off

You made the beef **** so why you scared

If you mind yo fucking business then yo like would be spared

I can't see it

**** try to make me out a bitch I can't be it

I had a mother fucking problem with **** like Freedman

You probably can save yourself but you can't save your neighbors

Um and now I got ya spinning round like a baseball player

Put on this potato on the end of my nine

Foolishness I entertain to keep these **** in line

Look cause I don't like to dream about making no cheese

Wanna see my mother fuckin' bank account O.D.'d

Up until then imma be thuggin' behind a project building

Smoking that fire be with the ghetto children

Plotting on a way that we can make a million, million, lord, lord

Up until then imma be thuggin' behind a project building

Plotting on a way that we can make a million

Smoking that fire be with the ghetto children

Children-children-children, lord

Ask them **** bout me

Bet them bitches know me

Magnolia head buster out that wild T.C

I'm a young ****

Look at what ya done ****

You done made me mad now

I'm goin' get my gun ****

Better watch cha tongue ****

Cause I'm gettin' dumb ****

Killed one ****

Represent where I'm from ****

Three things you don't ever do

Fuck with a man his change or his mama

You do that you want drama

Fuck with a big timer fo' show you gon' see

I'm out ya, which one of you boys want me?

I'ma keep it real with ya

You say you a man I know I'm a man

And I'm ready to deal with ya

I'm preparing for the toe tagging

Keep my Reeboks strapped tight with my Gibauds saggin'

Now, I done rocked a couple ki's and I done flipped that two times

I know I'm in a drought and they gonna pursue mine

I got bills to pay I can't be playing with you jokers

These youngsters something else now you 'bout it they'll provoke ya

You can't understand how a **** my age

Can't hit the streets psyched up bustin' with the twelve gauge

But I don't like to dream about making no cheese

In the future wanna see my fuckin' pockets OD'd

Up until then imma be thuggin' behind a project building

Smoking that fire be with the ghetto children