Dougie D - Ghetto Life lyrics

[Hook - 4x] In this ghetto life, that we living Have mercy, on all your children In this ghetto life, this ghetto life, this ghetto life This ghetto life, that we living [Dougie D] Blaze a blunt, sit back and feel me Who wants to be a millionaire, everybody really n***az be struggling striving, trying to get it In this ghetto life, that we living Heavenly Father, have mercy on your children For the love of the dollar, n***az be out k**ing For the love of the dollar, n***az be out stealing For the love of the dollar, n***az'll be willing And this game, is cut throat Gotta make sure, I stay up on my note Dougie D staying afloat, up in my boat I ain't leaving this motherf**er, until the curtain close Guerilla Maab, to the day I die Slow Loud And Bangin', the fellas is on the rise And I'ma rep it, with another hell of a swang By living in this ghetto, li-i-e-ife [Hook - 2x] [Dougie D] Lord, have mercy on your children We all done fell short of the glory, and we tripping Everybody claiming, that they up on a mission Heavenly Father, I know you hear me Push up on the mashings, on a n***a note Gotta stay focused, while I'm working my muscle for my do' Motherf**ers want me to leave, but I ain't gon go Still I'm here, ready to fight up on ten toes Me and the click, been thick for so long Ripping up microphones, and doing shows and so on Ghetto fabulous, the life that we know Somebody hold me, cause I'm bout to let go We're living in a world, consumed with d** and glocks Where both n***az and we chickened out, from d** and glocks Want into a world, where you usually don't get out This is the life of a thug, I'm talking bout [Hook - 2x] [Trae] In this ghetto life, that we living Everybody wanna be robbing, jacking and stealing Living on the corner, where n***az be drug dealing Kids having kids, and kids coming up missing I'm from the city, where the good'll die first Watching you rolled out, creep out in a black hearse Letting out twenty shots, so the crowd'll disperse Sick of living it broke, so you be snatching a lady purse The only thing on they mind, is getting paid If they don't make it today, they finding another way Just to get away, 'fore the officer come they way Locking em up in jail, then they throwing the key away But ain't no way, that I'm fin to come let em take me out Guerilla Maab till I'm dead, know what I'm talking about I'ma grind till I'm known in public, on every block And if a n***a wanna trip, I'm fin to be taking him out [Hook - 4x]