Ghetto America (feat. Yo Gotti & Lil Durk)

I'm from the trenches where it's you or me

But I show love to all my brothers like I'm Huey P

Ain't no guidance, OG ain't worried 'bout truancy

Shorty got caught up on that side, they beat him brutally

Traumatized, my whole city been through cruelty

Send them shots, somebody died, it happens usually

On the block, them guys don't tolerate no foolery

Watch my young **** spend them racks on jewelry

Young king, you just gotta stay focused

On the grind, gotta get it, ain't no feeling hopeless

I done been through what you been through, why you moping?

Had to take that risk and put my wrist in motion

I was young and reckless, I know that I'm older

Stayed out late, so I came home with moms and Pepsi cola

Stayed out late 'cause I was workin', whippin' up the cola

And I pray 'cause I got angels watchin' over shoulders

Baby, what's the hold up? I can't go for hold up

I can't trust too many bitches, they got plenty motives

You **** was penny pinchin', they won't say they stole none

I come from the city, ain't no pity, cross you over

Death before dishonor, that's just how I live

I don't mean no harm, but for my brothers, I'll kill

Got it from the bottom, grind it up, for real

Remember we was starvin', grindin' for the meals

I'm from the trenches where it's you or me

But I show love to all my brothers like I'm Huey P

Ain't no guidance, OG ain't worried 'bout truancy

Shorty got caught up on that side, they beat him brutally

Traumatized, my whole city been through cruelty

Send them shots, somebody died, it happens usually

On the block, them guys don't tolerate no foolery

Watch my young **** spend them racks on jewelry

See, my cousin, he got laced, he bought weed without the seed

And I'm steady losin' my mind, don't know if it's the demons or the pills

I was in the county jail when Sosa and 'em had signed the deal

I'ma self-defend myself like it was a accident I killed

See, my brother, Will, on trial, boy, **** left him hangin'

They ain't even go to trial for him, his homie wrote a statement

If I ain't never signed to Def Jam, I told Gotti I'll sign to him

Shout out to my city, they gon' envy like I'm Calboy

I don't know what you heard 'bout me

Don't believe the media, ****

You know you should be worried 'bout me

Police snatch me up, but they know they ain't get a word out me

Pillow talkin' to these hoes, why you ask a girl 'bout me?

Yeah, you got some nerves 'bout it

You comin' round to take some pics and get some syrup out me

Neighborhood hero

I done lost an old head who died over CeeLo

And my life a VEVO, yeah

I'm from the trenches where it's you or me

But I show love to all my brothers like I'm Huey P

Ain't no guidance, OG ain't worried 'bout truancy

Shorty got caught up on that side, they beat him brutally

Traumatized, my whole city been through cruelty

Send them shots, somebody died, it happens usually

On the block, them guys don't tolerate no foolery

Watch my young **** spend them racks on jewelry

I just lost one of my dawgs

They post it on a blog

Case still open, social media the law

I was re-in' up when these **** was doin' fraud

**** scammin', I was grammin', givin' packs to my dawgs

Check my history, ****, I don't do battle rappin' (At all)

I'm like a hundred mill up when I get tired of rappin' (I'm tall)

All time high, you should be tired of cappin'

When you put in some work, I don't wanna know what happened

I'm really from the trenches, pull the Lam in it

****, you ain't from that hood, you ain't sold a gram in it

Your grandma live there, so you probably came and visit

Auntie never let you leave the house, that's a big difference

(We ain't the same, homie)

**** claimin' shit that they won't die for

If you so real like you say, then what you lyin' for?

Never treat your main bitch worse than your side ho

And I can see a snake with a blindfold

I'm from the trenches where it's you or me

But I show love to all my brothers like I'm Huey P

Ain't no guidance, OG ain't worried 'bout truancy

Shorty got caught up on that side, they beat him brutally

Traumatized, my whole city been through cruelty

Send them shots, somebody died, it happens usually

On the block, them guys don't tolerate no foolery

Watch my young **** spend them racks on jewelry

Hey, look, Calboy

I might pull up in the Chi, ****

With them Rolls truck, back to back, you hear me? Yeah

And jumpin' in with them Drakes, ****, look how we movin'

Yeah, we rich gangsters, ****, facts

We gon' slide at 'em raw, ready this shit, ****

Wreck it, jump out, leave it there

Yeah, that's how we movin'

On that rich gangster shit, ****

You know what I mean?