Lil' Ghetto Nigga

Yeah, uh

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (This shit is called "Lil Ghetto Nigga")

Fayettenam, nigga (Shout out to J. Cole on the beat)

Uh, Carolina, nigga

My nigga does it all, rap, produce (DJ OnPoint)

You niggas better catch up (Yeah, yeah)

It's The Come Up

Let's bring it in (Let's go)

Yeah, this for my niggas in the struggle

Yeah, this for my niggas in the struggle (Yeah, yeah)

Uh, uh, 'nother perspective

Just another perspective

Yeah

Yo, uh

Lifestyle of the young, Black, and genius

Sons strapped with guns packed in jeans

And the blunts got my lungs black as Jesus (Yeah)

Played where killers hung at and slung crack for leisure (Uh)

And tell a nigga run that, get gun clapped for sneakers (Boom)

Young niggas emulate what's comin' out the speakers (Uh-huh)

So everything we learned came from rappers, not teachers

'Cause if we can't relate, then how the hell you gon' reach us? (Huh?)

Surrounded by crooked cops and preachers (Yeah)

Who am I trustin'?

No time to think about illegal when your stomach's touchin' (Nah)

By any means, nigga, even if the gun is bustin' (Blah)

I see the world for what it is now

I see the odds is lookin' slim for our kids now

'Cause, uh, it wasn't set up for my people to rise (Yeah)

My niggas slang, but I see the pain deep in they eyes

Niggas livin' like they don't give a fuck

And I don't blame 'em, it's a cold world, live it up

(Live it up, nigga) The things that I've seen (Seen)

The dreams that I've dreamed (Dreamed)

The rain in my sky

The pain in my eyes

But know that it gets better, baby

Hope that it gets better, baby

Don't let this world break you

No, no, don't let 'em break you (Yeah, uh)

I look up in the sky (Yeah), see that ghetto bird circlin' (Uh)

Them rollers on the block, my niggas on the curb cursin' them

Another day in the 'Ville, do I stay in and chill?

Or go play in the field, help my mother payin' these bills?

You tell me, we young, Black, some strapped (Yeah)

Them whites got they lunch packed for school, we had our guns packed

And all a nigga wanna do is take his mama from that (Nigga)

But they'd rather lock us up and make sure we don't come back

You'd kill a nigga over beef and cheddar? Even better

Just one less coon they won't have to arrest soon

Fuck a crooked cop three times

Bitch, I'm gettin' cake and ain't a nigga finna eat mine (Nah)

That's why a nigga lookin' like a street sign (Yeah)

Posted on the corner 'til it's sleep time (Uh-huh)

Wake up and it's feelin' like somebody hit the rewind (Why?)

'Cause them ghetto birds circulate, my niggas still cursin' 'em (Yeah)

Another day in the city, my nigga, say it with me, yeah

The things that I've seen (Seen)

The dreams that I've dreamed (Dreamed)

The rain in my sky

The pain in my eyes

But know that it gets better, baby

Hope that it gets better, baby

Don't let this world break you

No, no, don't let 'em break you

Is this what you want?

What's up, mama?

I'm good, I'm on the road

Yeah, I'm like, I'm like twenty minutes from D.C

I'll be there in like four and a half hours

I mean, I'd be lyin' if I told you I was doin' the speed limit, so

Nah, I'm drivin' safe, though

Oh, you cookin' for me?

Damn, thank God, I ain't had no home-cooked food in like three months

I swear, how you doin', though? You good?