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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stylz & Wells
Stylz & Wells
Performer
Just Liv
Just Liv
Background Vocals
Stephon Wimberly
Stephon Wimberly
Drum Programming
Ralph Myerz
Ralph Myerz
Performer
J. Wells
J. Wells
Drum Programming
Budda Foster
Budda Foster
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Funches-Wells
Jon Funches-Wells
Composer
Stephon Wimberly
Stephon Wimberly
Songwriter
Douglas Jones
Douglas Jones
Songwriter
Ralph Myerz
Ralph Myerz
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
Tameka Means
Tameka Means
Songwriter
Taylor Walker
Taylor Walker
Songwriter
Olivia Walker
Olivia Walker
Songwriter
Remond Lee
Remond Lee
Songwriter
J. Wells
J. Wells
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ralph Myerz
Ralph Myerz
Producer
S-Dot
S-Dot
Producer
J. Wells
J. Wells
Mixing Engineer
Gene Grimaldi
Gene Grimaldi
Mastering Engineer
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Richard "Segal" Huredia
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh look
Look, I'm a product of them Ghetto streets
Walk with them metal heats
Ducking them coppers
Sit talkin', blow weed in Swisher Sweets
Hustle for the love of dollars
Purpose to make a profit
Pick a block to push the product
Set it up, and lock it
'Cause 'round here
We got are own thang, fucking with that dope game
I turn grams to gold chains, I soaked up my ways
From OG's that was paid, any position needed I can play
Dollars I get it either way, make it or take it
Be grateful if you see the day 'cause killers is waiting
On every block and every hood
I can't stop I never could
I'm tripping bout women, leather, and wood
From dealing good, I'm living how I feel I should
When I was short I knew will and would
Just had it misunderstood, and now look what I learned
The power of words, my first work, to choke a chicken
Now we step on a bird, Hussle
[Verse 2]
I'm just a product of the ghetto
Yeah, that's where you'll find me
I'm just a product of these streets
That's all I know how to be
I'm just a product of my city
And you know I'll never leave
It's the place that made me, me
(Product of the ghetto)
[Verse 3]
The world is a ghetto, never settle in life
I'm a product of the people on a perilous fight
Remember we was all kids, pedalling bikes
Dreaming 'bout better things, it was never suffice
Hella fellas in my fellowship, made it out the element
Gave us motivation to get it and use intelligence
That's the development that made me solid
Raised by the street scholars, thank God for the knowledge
Seen a lot of negative but stayed positive
Thank God for the elders, thank God for the toddlers
Cycle of life, we decipher it wise
So thankful that I'm here, some didn't survive
[Verse 4]
I'm just a product of the ghetto
Yeah, that's where you'll find me
I'm just a product of these streets
That's all I know how to be
I'm just a product of my city
And you know I'll never leave
It's the place that made me, me
(Product of the ghetto)
[Verse 5]
Them project hallways got me a long way
From cutting them rocks with them blades
And it wasn't nothing to catch a fade
And if they come, we gone flush
Fuck what they talking 'bout
We ghetto kids, we gotta get something
[Verse 6]
I'm just a product of ghetto
Grew up on the southside, Chicago
They killing everyday, hustle hard everyday
Till they thought I was banging
Grandmama we made it, never had much
But it made me make hits
No food on the plate, making beats on the makeshift
Dinning room table
Tell the man in the mirror, I'ma be able
I'ma be greater
Hustle and motivation
[Verse 7]
I'm just a product of the ghetto
Yeah, that's where you'll find me
I'm just a product of these streets
That's all I know how to be
I'm just a product of my city
And you know I'll never leave
It's the place that made me, me
(Product of the ghetto)
[Verse 8]
Product of the ghetto
I don't know what you heard
[Verse 9]
Product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Jon Funches-Wells, Stephon Wimberly, Ralph Myerz, Douglas Jones, Ermias Joseph Asghedom, Tameka Means Taylor Walker, Remond Lee
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