Ghetto (feat. Ray BLK & Meekz)

With this box I’m like Dillan

I’m Mike with the Piegan

Bullets they were pinging

We surviving not living

Uh

Step with 2 hammers, shoot them on camera

My dinners better than Deluxe manor

Need a nardo grey cullinan

950 a onion

Running through them hoes we don't cuff them

When it wern't cool G

I was strapped up with the toolie

When outside was frying like Morley's

Member when I try get man in the car no air play

Phone on air plane slapt my ting bare face

Plug on the phone like aux

If they beefing with my **** then they beefin us all

Gun big like notorious

Pole in my hand like a walking stick

Them **** ain't real, just the jewellery is

I got stories untold

Ever brought man on works and they froze

Where I'm from **** die before there old

What's a fire a to a flame? Let it burn

I speak gasoline, I got heat

I’m coming from the ghetto

It's nothing to me, came up in the street

What's a car to a plane? I'm a soul

Betted on me gon' see

I’m coming from the ghetto

It's nothing to me, came up in the streets dawg

I don’t usually drop rapper verses

I don’t think they know what mashing work is

All i see is bare pussies that's bags and purses

Big C gave Rimzee the certy

Before I knew him I heard him

I don't listen, I feel it, when I listened I felt it

When I spit this shit forever like I wrote it with felt tips

You ain’t never bagged a Brizzy and felt sick

Crop yard and it’s giving me rashes

I put heat on the street like I'm giving them mashes

Play a beat let me turn it to ashes

No more blue mattress me and Rimzee locked in like 2 Rasta’s

Shooting **** in my sleep, I got clap 'em dreams

Got these bagga sweets manny Meeks man can't chat to me

Stack my ps made my first m off the streets and I'm do this shit again on repeat

I guessed this fire made me flame up the way I came up came up the way I came up

What's a fire a to a flame?? Let it burn

I speak gasoline, I got heat

I’m coming from the ghetto

It's nothing to me, came up in the street

What’s a car to a plane I’m a soul

Betted on me gon' see

I’m coming from the ghetto

It's nothing to me, came up in the streets dawg