Stevie-g Hawkins

3 years ago

The ghetto is what made me and the ghetto is what raised me, every since I was a baby so the ghetto got me crazy Steady hollin god save me and protect where I be, kuz niggaz Killin just bkuz so I hope it ain't me It ain't no love so Im Rollin by myself kuz I know, the hate get real with the steal when they see you with dough Look at me grow,from the wound and went straight to the hood,and gunshots get me crunk but I be knocking on wood Thug life how we living,but I'm dodging the system, so I just work a 9 to 5 to keep myself out prison. Pay attention gotta listen, don't get caught in no shit, and cut them niggaz out ya life who ain't helping with shit Stay on my grind all the time gotta hustle, and I'm working just to live and im survivin all my struggles guaranteed a nigga bubble, if i really stay consistent, but i gotta pay these bills and maintain how i be living i refuse to be a victim, homicide in these streets, so i rahter be alone than these niggaz murder me er body play fa keeps, so its hard fa me to trust, aint no love with these hoes all they wanna do is fuck need a mill and some luck, hard times hitting rough, but i make that shit look good i aint neva giving up in the ghetto i be stuck, all i know is hood ways, thug brothers and my uncles that just how a nigga raised