Coming from the Ghetto - Snap Dogg, Trae Tha Truth

Uh, yeah

What’s goin' on

Every nickel dime, every red cent, give me everyting I need

'Cause this rent gotta pay on time, and I got friends and family to feed

So I grind hard 'cause it’s not easy

And put my heart in these streets, yeah

So when I wake up this morning

Motive is all about the money yeah

'Cause I’m all about the money, no fame

I’m not all about the running no games

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ayy

Because I’m coming from the ghetto

Just a young nigga, jumpin' off that porch

Niggas dyin' every day, I gotta keep my torch (that thirty)

Niggas tellin' every day, I never speak in court (they snitchin')

And if you hear me when I say this, thanks for your suppport

Bunch of sirens, you hear them baby cries

A bunch of violence, nigga your mama babies dies (man down)

Just a cycle of my block (my block nigga)

Get caught slippin', headshot (headshot nigga)

They on mollies, perkies, xannies, they be off it

Dracos, hundreds, rounds, bullets toxic

Can’t be playin' with no fuck nigga (hell nah)

You see the opp like what’s up nigga?

(what's up nigga?)

Me and my niggas keep close ties (real tight)

We hate them niggas playin' both sides (fake nigga)

If you can’t trust 'em put 'em in the dirt (put him down)

But if you love him put him on a shirt (yeah yeah yeah yah)

Every nickel dime, every red cent, give me everyting I need

'Cause this rent gotta pay on time, and I got friends and family to feed

So I grind hard 'cause it’s not easy

And put my heart in these streets, yeah

So when I wake up this morning

Motive is all about the money yeah

'Cause I’m all about the money, no fame

I’m not all about the running no games

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ayy

Because I’m coming from the ghetto

Where I’m from they say the good die young

And you with or without respect, your bullets don’t fly none

Single mother stay out here stressin' while they child run wild

Knowin' one day they might get cold and it’s reversin' they smile

I know it’s been a while but we say fuck the world and nothin' less,

duck and dodge the mess

For the ones they put to rest, no choice but take it to they chest

Everybody out here savages, score without the bandages

Mentally be gone away, you can’t repair the damages

I only speak on what I seen, paint the picture how they live

Ain’t got shit to give, 'less it’s drama, that’s just how we live

Either way our lips are sealed, fuck 12, don’t run it to 'em

All we know is fight 'til death, all opps, we runnin' through 'em

Every nickel dime, every red cent, give me everyting I need

'Cause this rent gotta pay on time, and I got friends and family to feed

So I grind hard 'cause it’s not easy

And put my heart in these streets, yeah

So when I wake up this morning

Motive is all about the money yeah

'Cause I’m all about the money, no fame

I’m not all about the running no games

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ghetto, ghetto

Because I’m coming from the ghetto, ayy

Because I’m coming from the ghetto