[{"id":23760285,"name":"Ghetto","trackName":"Ghetto","artistName":"Stunna Gambino","albumName":"Vultures Don't Kry (Deluxe)","duration":185.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Stunna Gambino]\nGrew up in the ghetto I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow\n[Verse 1: 2kbaby]\nWе ain't had no cable put food on the table\nI came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able\nThey don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels\nNiggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh\nI just take it day by day though\nMm, and these drugs they keep me stable\nOn and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant\nHad to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal\nMan I ain't done enough\nFuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\nI'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds\nThese niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch\nJust put a track on the wrist\nWoah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah\nDon't know it's yo last day here, woah woah\nGet up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah\n[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n[Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]\nMy brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto\nI love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you\nWe was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\nCheckin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke\nGot it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real\nLast nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\nGot some chains, I ain't change\nAnd i'm thuggin' still, mm mm\nBut I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real\nI thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal\nI still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill\nMy lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm\n[Outro: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n(VVS Melody)\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ghetto\n  artist: Stunna Gambino\n  album: Vultures Don't Kry (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 185000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro: Stunna Gambino]\n  Grew up in the ghetto I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  [Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow\n  [Verse 1: 2kbaby]\n  Wе ain't had no cable put food on the table\n  I came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able\n  They don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels\n  Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh\n  I just take it day by day though\n  Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable\n  On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant\n  Had to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal\n  Man I ain't done enough\n  Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\n  I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds\n  These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch\n  Just put a track on the wrist\n  Woah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah\n  Don't know it's yo last day here, woah woah\n  Get up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah\n  [Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n  [Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]\n  My brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto\n  I love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you\n  We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\n  Checkin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke\n  Got it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real\n  Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\n  Got some chains, I ain't change\n  And i'm thuggin' still, mm mm\n  But I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real\n  I thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal\n  I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill\n  My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm\n  [Outro: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  (VVS Melody)\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n"},{"id":29323920,"name":"Ghetto","trackName":"Ghetto","artistName":"Stunna Gambino","albumName":"Vultures Don't Kry","duration":185.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro: Stunna Gambino]\nGrew up in the ghetto I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow\n[Verse 1: 2kbaby]\nWе ain't had no cable put food on the table\nI came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able\nThey don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels\nNiggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh\nI just take it day by day though\nMm, and these drugs they keep me stable\nOn and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant\nHad to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal\nMan I ain't done enough\nFuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\nI'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds\nThese niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch\nJust put a track on the wrist\nWoah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah\nDon't know it's yo last day here, woah woah\nGet up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah\n[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n[Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]\nMy brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto\nI love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you\nWe was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\nCheckin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke\nGot it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real\nLast nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\nGot some chains, I ain't change\nAnd i'm thuggin' still, mm mm\nBut I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real\nI thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal\nI still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill\nMy lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm\n[Outro: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad you ain't call my phone\nSo if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n(VVS Melody)\nWe come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ghetto\n  artist: Stunna Gambino\n  album: Vultures Don't Kry\n  duration_ms: 185000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro: Stunna Gambino]\n  Grew up in the ghetto I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  [Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto thеn you know sometimes the days slow\n  [Verse 1: 2kbaby]\n  Wе ain't had no cable put food on the table\n  I came from the trenches, I just thank god that i'm able\n  They don't know my business but they quick to throw them labels\n  Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple ugh\n  I just take it day by day though\n  Mm, and these drugs they keep me stable\n  On and on and it be so hard to say no, it's that nonchalant\n  Had to say up out the way like i'm phenomenal\n  Man I ain't done enough\n  Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\n  I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds\n  These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch\n  Just put a track on the wrist\n  Woah, you can't be mad at the bitch, woah-oah\n  Don't know it's yo last day here, woah woah\n  Get up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah\n  [Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n  [Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]\n  My brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto\n  I love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand you\n  We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\n  Checkin' for the funds wit' my brothers, man we was dead broke\n  Got it out the mud for real when it's up, it's up for real\n  Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\n  Got some chains, I ain't change\n  And i'm thuggin' still, mm mm\n  But I feel like fuck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for real\n  I thought my life 'possed to change when I first got my deal\n  I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a 100 mill\n  My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm\n  [Outro: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad you ain't call my phone\n  So if I call you my brudda, that mean I love you fasho\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto uh bet every days cold\n  (VVS Melody)\n  We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto then you know sometimes the days slow\n"},{"id":36215715,"name":"Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)","trackName":"Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)","artistName":"Stunna Gambino","albumName":"Vultures Don't Kry","duration":183.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nWe ain't have no cable, put food on the table\nI came from the trenches, I just thank God that I'm able\nThey don't know my business, but they quick to throw them labels\nNiggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple\nI just take it day by day though, mmm\nAnd these drugs, they keep me stable, on and on\nAnd it be so hard to say, \"Don't answer\" nonchalant\nI just stay up out the way like a phenomenon\nMan, I ain't done enough\nFuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\nI'm in my bag once again, I blew a hundred funds\nThese niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the Scat with his bitch\nShe'll put a track on the wrist, woah\nYou can't be mad at the bitch, woah, woah\nDon't know shit 'less he rich, woah, woah\nGet up off your ass, make a flip, woah, woah, yeah\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nMy brother, brother, mmm, we from that ghetto\nI love ya, love ya, mmm, no, I can't stand y'all\nWe was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\nJuggin' for them funds with my brothers, man, we was dead broke\nGot it out the mud for real, when it's up, it's up for real\nLast nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\nGot some change, I ain't change, and I'm thuggin' still, mmm, mmm\nBut I feel like fuck it still, I'm pro-Audi for real\nI thought my life was a change when I first got my deal\nI still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a hundred mil'\nMy lil' bro wan' see some brains, he buggin' off a pill, mmm\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nGhetto\nGhetto","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)\n  artist: Stunna Gambino\n  album: Vultures Don't Kry\n  duration_ms: 183000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  We ain't have no cable, put food on the table\n  I came from the trenches, I just thank God that I'm able\n  They don't know my business, but they quick to throw them labels\n  Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple\n  I just take it day by day though, mmm\n  And these drugs, they keep me stable, on and on\n  And it be so hard to say, \"Don't answer\" nonchalant\n  I just stay up out the way like a phenomenon\n  Man, I ain't done enough\n  Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\n  I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hundred funds\n  These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the Scat with his bitch\n  She'll put a track on the wrist, woah\n  You can't be mad at the bitch, woah, woah\n  Don't know shit 'less he rich, woah, woah\n  Get up off your ass, make a flip, woah, woah, yeah\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  My brother, brother, mmm, we from that ghetto\n  I love ya, love ya, mmm, no, I can't stand y'all\n  We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\n  Juggin' for them funds with my brothers, man, we was dead broke\n  Got it out the mud for real, when it's up, it's up for real\n  Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\n  Got some change, I ain't change, and I'm thuggin' still, mmm, mmm\n  But I feel like fuck it still, I'm pro-Audi for real\n  I thought my life was a change when I first got my deal\n  I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a hundred mil'\n  My lil' bro wan' see some brains, he buggin' off a pill, mmm\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  Ghetto\n  Ghetto\n"},{"id":36215719,"name":"Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)","trackName":"Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)","artistName":"Stunna Gambino","albumName":"Vultures Don't Kry","duration":190.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nWe ain't have no cable, put food on the table\nI came from the trenches, I just thank God that I'm able\nThey don't know my business, but they quick to throw them labels\nNiggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple\nI just take it day by day though, mmm\nAnd these drugs, they keep me stable, on and on\nAnd it be so hard to say, \"Don't answer\" nonchalant\nI just stay up out the way like a phenomenon\nMan, I ain't done enough\nFuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\nI'm in my bag once again, I blew a hundred funds\nThese niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the Scat with his bitch\nShe'll put a track on the wrist, woah\nYou can't be mad at the bitch, woah, woah\nDon't know shit 'less he rich, woah, woah\nGet up off your ass, make a flip, woah, woah, yeah\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nMy brother, brother, mmm, we from that ghetto\nI love ya, love ya, mmm, no, I can't stand y'all\nWe was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\nJuggin' for them funds with my brothers, man, we was dead broke\nGot it out the mud for real, when it's up, it's up for real\nLast nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\nGot some change, I ain't change, and I'm thuggin' still, mmm, mmm\nBut I feel like fuck it still, I'm pro-Audi for real\nI thought my life was a change when I first got my deal\nI still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a hundred mil'\nMy lil' bro wan' see some brains, he buggin' off a pill, mmm\n\nGrew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\nWhen I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\nSwear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\nGhetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\nWe come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\nWhen you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\nGhetto\nGhetto","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Ghetto (feat. 2KBABY)\n  artist: Stunna Gambino\n  album: Vultures Don't Kry\n  duration_ms: 190000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  We ain't have no cable, put food on the table\n  I came from the trenches, I just thank God that I'm able\n  They don't know my business, but they quick to throw them labels\n  Niggas really bitches, they be sweeter than some maple\n  I just take it day by day though, mmm\n  And these drugs, they keep me stable, on and on\n  And it be so hard to say, \"Don't answer\" nonchalant\n  I just stay up out the way like a phenomenon\n  Man, I ain't done enough\n  Fuck what the last nigga did, I gotta run it up\n  I'm in my bag once again, I blew a hundred funds\n  These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the Scat with his bitch\n  She'll put a track on the wrist, woah\n  You can't be mad at the bitch, woah, woah\n  Don't know shit 'less he rich, woah, woah\n  Get up off your ass, make a flip, woah, woah, yeah\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  My brother, brother, mmm, we from that ghetto\n  I love ya, love ya, mmm, no, I can't stand y'all\n  We was posted up on that corner just like a scarecrow\n  Juggin' for them funds with my brothers, man, we was dead broke\n  Got it out the mud for real, when it's up, it's up for real\n  Last nigga spoke on my name got hit with slugs for real\n  Got some change, I ain't change, and I'm thuggin' still, mmm, mmm\n  But I feel like fuck it still, I'm pro-Audi for real\n  I thought my life was a change when I first got my deal\n  I still ain't make it out the trenches, I need a hundred mil'\n  My lil' bro wan' see some brains, he buggin' off a pill, mmm\n\n  Grew up in the ghetto, I was on my own\n  When I was down bad, you ain't call my phone\n  Swear if I call you my brother, that mean I love you for sure\n  'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, we was taught to lay low\n  Ghetto, ghetto, uh, 'bout every case closed\n  We come from the ghetto, bro, gon' go right when I say go\n  When you from the ghetto, then you know sometimes the days slow\n\n  Ghetto\n  Ghetto\n"}]