King Cutler - The Ghetto Lyrics

My nigga face the time and when we talk he sound cool with it
These are consequences when you grew up in it
When we started rapping we ain't have much
When we was growing up we ain't have enough to have boys

Older niggas sit on back blocks, some push rock
Respect to us was everything, other shit is make believe
Everybody's goal was making to the league
Just young niggas, witness drive by's and broad daylight

Niggas curbside we never felt, damn this ain't right
I'm talking young niggas, mourn their best friends at grave sites
Gentrified living it leads to dealing with depression
Lack of showing your expressions, dealing with the extras

Dealing with aggression, don't trust no one
Not people held below oppression
Cops come around and lie about helping, it's all deception
This real shit, you feel this, you feel me

You don't then we can't speak
The ghetto nigga, product of the struggle
This shit made me

This the ghetto nigga
This is how we living when they hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man
Niggas risk they life and to survive is not a simple task
It's f*cked up cause everybody talking like they come from that
This the ghetto nigga, this is how we living when they hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man
Niggas risk they life and to survive is not a simple task
It's f*cked up cause everybody talking like they come from that
Everybody talking like they come from it

Everybody tough now, calling niggas bluffs and they can't come round
It's cut nigga, lost a couple scuffles but I'm up nigga
Ten toes standing, I never back down
F*ck what you saying, y'all niggas all clowns

I'm heaven sent but hell bound
I'm walking with a limp so ain't no telling what I'm toting
Nigga, I'm so full of myself and I'm so arrogant
The nigga in the mirror is the nigga I'm pairing with

The time is of the essence and I'm truly aware of it
So I'm something like the rollie hand, I'm never gonna end this shit
Won't he do it cause I remember we would sleep on the floors
And now we pop champagne, I told her pour me some more

And I'm a mogul, difference is I lay it out on Pro Tools
Listen to me rap, it's like I coach you
I took the high road, it's like an uphill battle
My granny died, my nigga doing time

My spirit dismantled, I went all in
I'm walking down the tightrope
This week alone I did three shows
My ego needs some lipo

Cause now I'm on my high horse
My entree come with three courses
Valet park, my life changing
God's grace, I might make it

Rapping my life, I'm headed nowhere fast
But real talk, I got my foot on the gas
BMF, I'm blowing this shit fast
Master of masses, master of classes

Matter of fact, my impact
I motivate the ones in the back
This the ghetto nigga
This is how we living when it hit the fan

This is how you talk when you become the man
Niggas just stay life and they survive
It's not a simple task
It's f*cked up cause everybody talking like they come from that

This the ghetto nigga
This is how we living when it hit the fan
This is how you talk when you become the man
Niggas just stay life and they survive

It's not a simple task
It's f*cked up cause everybody talking like they come from that