"Ghetto Poetry" lyrics
Rob49 & Chase Fetti Lyrics
"Ghetto Poetry"
Yeah
Yeah, we done left nigga toe-tagged, I put racks in my all in my ho hand
Every time I pop outside too fresh, I make my ho mad
We came from the bottom of the bottom, we can't go back
One thing that I learned, when you in these streets you can't go out sad
I been tryna keep my mental straight, but it's in a bad place
Every time I got that bag straight, I made sure fam' ate
I be gettin' real cake, nigga'll think it's my fuckin' birthday
Every time they play with Vulture Mafia, they in a hearse, aye
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the projects
Pen was in that trap house, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the projects
Pen was in that trap house, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
I'm a dangerous cat, you nigga still hang with rats
It's an exclamation on it if my name attached
I ain't never never fakin' jacks
I will aim this gat at your cabbage, that shit'll look like as tomato splat
Get them off the stage, head was off of haze
A nigga talkin' braze, we sparkin' Ks, knocked his fuckin' head off his braids
P caught the waves and didn't hesitate with it to pass the sauce
I told him I was 'bout to cop a half a brick of dog
They said my shit is barkin' but fetty the competition
These young nigga lost and ready to pop them pistols
Watch who with you, nigga stick you, leave you with no pot to piss in
Head shots for all my oppositions
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the projects
Pen was in that trap house, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
Anything I was a prospect, I come straight from out the projects
Pen was in that trap house, he was tryna make a 9 stretch
I can't say too much 'bout what he did, but that's that on that
Ain't put no caps in my raps, it only be facts in my raps
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- Rob49 Lyrics
album:
"Let Me Fly" (2025)
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