Fred The Godson - Ghetto Boys lyrics

I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I was raised by my mama Then I was raised by n***as who raised the lama Gauge in a leather bomber, we engaging drama d**h is coming, eat you alive, this jeffrey dama They wanted me to finish the board of education I dropped out, I was bored of education Money call my interest, slinging on the benches Papi gave me peer, I'm giving constant as that vintage My men got sentence, they gave em a half a dozen The ave I get buggin with magnums they out here slugging I'm out here hoodied up, champion of pony top Picture while the corner pop, I'm out here with you on the block I'm watching the transaction, we breaking down Every kilogram, gram stacking sponsored links I thank god they letting my people go Welcome home bra I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up in the ghetto so from the get go You know we had to get dough Shots rain, get low My uncle just wasn't quick enough It was spring of april, that's when they hit him up He was throwing up blood on my shirt I had to snob staring at his hurts Just got taken for what it's worth I grew up around k**ers The block was a casino, I grew up around dealers You know a street n***as think different You know these clips will make you job n***as thing griff The 50 is in the whip, that's how we grippin Lord knows for the bullsh**, scotty pimpin We still in the cut slinging And we got it for the load, this is my up bringing I thank god they letting my people go Welcome home bra I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys I grew up around them ghetto boys.