Ghetts - Back Around lyrics

[Hook: Gunna Dee](x2) Tryna make it out the hood but I come back around Back around Nothing for me in my hood but pushing crack around Crack around [Verse 1: Gunna Dee] I ain't on no petty sh**, grinding for that city sh** Swear fighting up in the pit, don't be on no pity sh** I ain't from the city, nah, I'm from the sh**ty bit Chilling from them dark blocks, looking at the city lit Came from nothing, understand? I came from nothing, understand? Nothing's planned, so I plan nothing But to get rich But on the other hand, there's other plans of handcuffing (f** the feds) But I can't leave the street sh** Tryna eat from music, just so these feds can eat sh** These p**y n***as ain't the truth They just sound confident when they speak sh** n***a, I'm the truth Proof is in the pudding, no cake? Where's your proof? I can't take how they move n***as too fake like a tooth [Hook](x2) [Verse 2: Ghetts] n***as say they don't see me in the hood again And I be like yo, when I aimed to get out You must have forgotten Amnesia my n***a, oh, it's becoming too common You ain't gonna see me postered up Unless I'm on a poster, blud I don't even hear when there's raves in the ends Please don't act like I'm supposed to come Cause when I'm around, they act like I ain't welcome Look at the way my man's looking at me You would've thought I f**ed his girlfriend And other man are like "Ghetts, holla at me" But what they gonna say if I belled em? (What you want fam? Come check me, let's get high, darg) Yeah? Well then Dead that, Sus came around with that Bentley I jumped in and I revved that Test drive I jumped back in my Merc and immediately turned to a very depressed man I phone my n***a CJ in the AM, and this is what he said If you want one, get that, go hard for it God forbid rap comes to a number, if it does, move like, move dark for it But if you got a Bentley, when you're parking it You're gonna need a suburban yard for it I'm gonna private plate and carbon it I want it all, not half of it [Hook](x2)