Ghetto Kids Lyrics

G-O-D with the pen, spellbinding
Got my foot on the gas, redlining
Stay up in the mix of the kick like middle linemen
Sitting in the pocket on beats is where you find me
Was killing lunch tables when Clipse release grinding
Now I'm Native Sunn to the people thats perfect timing
Flow make em all fall in love I'm Frankie Lymon
Paula Vivica Halle and Lela
Ima need ya
Blow a kiss when I see ya
If I make it to red carpets
But for now I got some dreams that I'm tryna lock in
Inked in my skin the grind never stops
Til I get this rap money or I hit the jackpot
Put money in the hood build more blacktops
Right next to it build a school to teach stocks
The court where I shot the rock
Was right by the dope spot
Where shorty got turnt out
Her brother got moped out
If you couldn't hop the gate
Or made it over late
You ran the risk of shots from 38s

Little ghetto kids sing me a song
Little ghetto kids sing me a song
The little ghetto kids singing along
The little ghetto kids singing along
I love yall

Native Sunn across the belly
My lady brown like Kelly
Rowland
Just know man
I'm hold an
Young rebel voice of the African Diaspora
These devils made a sport of
Killing us in cold blood Lead the revolution incite the people to mask up
Feds already tap my phone, I'm like an what
Labels don't f*ck with the team they can't stand us
We turned street music to motivational anthems
Hold the game for a ransom
Questions that need answers, why pharmaceuticals manufacture the cancer
Why they killing us and we ain't f*cked they plans up
I'm stacking up my bullets, yall talking bout stacking bands up

Little ghetto kids sing me a song
Little ghetto kids sing me a song
The little ghetto kids singing along
The little ghetto kids singing along
I love yall

They murdered Martin
They murdered Malcolm
I know the outcome
So when my time come
Everybody bust they gun
Let em know that we some new niggas we ain't gona run
And everybody that know the truth know where I'm coming from
I'm just kicking what the ancestors put me on
I don't need a cosign, God put a nigga on
Word to my nigga Tone
Word to my nigga Tonz
Word to my nigga Remo
We do this shit for people
Ima still spit the truth when they make it illegal
Holding on this desert eagle
Chasing after roots evil
God body on my plus degree
That's why these 85 niggas really dont f*ck with me

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