Ghetto Ashes
(专辑: Sauce Ghetto Gospel 3 - 2022)
Oowee Real life, never no fake shit So many ghetto ashes Baby girl having tears falling down her lashes Stand outside with her kid, she done seen her passing Can't even enjoy Fourth of July without guns flashing In cars crashing Young niggas with mask 'cause they ain't asking, they blasting Ain't no whips up on they back, but people bleeding over passion The
ghetto Where niggas rather look at your pockets instead of hello Rob a
bank head with shorty and lil' buddy, then call the
LO This is real life On summer days, just step outside and feel them chills life Them police posted and you'll get frozen if you don't spill right These ghetto streets is full of black ice We still dipping in the
fast lane, living the
fast life Got fast ice Five hundred thousand dollars if I
punch left and then I
punch right That's another two hundred G's My arm freeze like Russian trees My women sell just like Russian kis The
greatest grower with a
thousand P's couldn't fuck with me I'm jungle boy Captured all them white tigers out the
jungle, boy Then put 'em in my own zoo on the
computer just for you to enjoy I'm moving coy The
way I
move my shows, you'd think I
grew with Roy Anything ever went against, my crew destroy Boy