"Ghetto Gospel" lyrics
(Ay, Ecko, turn it up)
Ghetto gospel when I get on the microphone, fasho
(Hi, Toga)
But this shit-
This shit ain't like, -
Can't nobody deliver it like I deliver it, you feel me?
They gon listen every time I speak
Cus it's the truth, I can't lie about nun of this shit
I wish I could, though, you feel me?
This shit, not nun to brag about, fasho
Look, ay
I lost Dawgs and I can't stop crying
Jesus help me I can't stop sliding
You always duck for cover when them shots fire
You ain't gangsta nigga stop lying
The stories you sell I'm not buying
A couple pit-bull's, a couple Rottweilers, preach to em
The industry gon listen every time I speak to em
Cause it's difference between rap songs and street music
No need to clear them rumors up I let the streets do it
Why you ain't ask me for no money from my commensary?
Judge talking lottery numbers, that shit kinda scary
How you gon judge him, you don't even know the thoughts he carry?
Simple murders, tragic endings, I swear this shit get wicked
They end up leaving in the end so I just send these bitches
Semi trippin, switch fully, it start jamming up
Said he surrounded by demons but he ran from one
Another casualty at war cause he ain't have his gun
Ay, lord, save me, I've been-
I've been-
I've been tryna dodge the reaper
And Lord I know that I'm a sinner
But if you find someone that's loyal, can I keep her?
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Ayy
Some situations I been in molded me to a killer
We all did the same shit but you can't tell me that I ain't the realest
Can't involve him in shit we doing cause he ain't familiar
And we don't share the same blood, but blood still our familia
Yeah ayy, look ayy
Let the beat cry
How could I ice you down a rollie if you needed time?
Shoulda been cautious with yo feelings cause I needed mine
I'm southeast, not south, we from the deepest side
Around my section it get hetic
The devil hit me yesterday so we been texting
He got me wishing I ain't open up that message
Ay lord save me, I've been-
I've been-
I've been tryna dodge the reaper
And Lord I know that I'm a sinner
But if you find someone that's loyal can I keep her?
21
(Hi, Toga)
Ghetto gospel when I get on the microphone, fasho
(Hi, Toga)
But this shit-
This shit ain't like, -
Can't nobody deliver it like I deliver it, you feel me?
They gon listen every time I speak
Cus it's the truth, I can't lie about nun of this shit
I wish I could, though, you feel me?
This shit, not nun to brag about, fasho
Look, ay
I lost Dawgs and I can't stop crying
Jesus help me I can't stop sliding
You always duck for cover when them shots fire
You ain't gangsta nigga stop lying
The stories you sell I'm not buying
A couple pit-bull's, a couple Rottweilers, preach to em
The industry gon listen every time I speak to em
Cause it's difference between rap songs and street music
No need to clear them rumors up I let the streets do it
Why you ain't ask me for no money from my commensary?
Judge talking lottery numbers, that shit kinda scary
How you gon judge him, you don't even know the thoughts he carry?
Simple murders, tragic endings, I swear this shit get wicked
They end up leaving in the end so I just send these bitches
Semi trippin, switch fully, it start jamming up
Said he surrounded by demons but he ran from one
Another casualty at war cause he ain't have his gun
Ay, lord, save me, I've been-
I've been-
I've been tryna dodge the reaper
And Lord I know that I'm a sinner
But if you find someone that's loyal, can I keep her?
21
Ayy
Some situations I been in molded me to a killer
We all did the same shit but you can't tell me that I ain't the realest
Can't involve him in shit we doing cause he ain't familiar
And we don't share the same blood, but blood still our familia
Yeah ayy, look ayy
Let the beat cry
How could I ice you down a rollie if you needed time?
Shoulda been cautious with yo feelings cause I needed mine
I'm southeast, not south, we from the deepest side
Around my section it get hetic
The devil hit me yesterday so we been texting
He got me wishing I ain't open up that message
Ay lord save me, I've been-
I've been-
I've been tryna dodge the reaper
And Lord I know that I'm a sinner
But if you find someone that's loyal can I keep her?
21
(Hi, Toga)
Writer(s): Jake Kretzmer, Quaron Arnold, Jaymani Aareon Gorman
