Ghetto Boy

Hi It's Dablin yeh Young boy from the street I was raised from the hits In the middle of those things eh. I live my life like no tomorrow Risking my life doing things Doing things doing things Who knows Ammah get caught tomorrow Writing songs smoking weed Getting cruise getting cheese hhhhh Steady hits We tryna survive From the cops Big ups from the ghetto kids Big ups for the rich ones We wish we were like you But somedays we might get there too Million dollar dreams We chasing Million dollar bills We getting We gon chill in that mazarrati We winning Yes I am good I know and I know it So watcha tryna tell me I am on the street And I no eat And I'm getting on the chase Broken hearts broken smile Broken trust broken homes Broken feelings broken love Broken jobs broken doors But we hear to heal it Ammah survivor I'm here for the cake I paid my dues I paid my thights So my days Go rain again Day breaks Old takers take again O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty Ghetto boy don turn to softy Ghetto boy enjoy after the suffering O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty I don't know what you want from me Cuz the street took a lot from me Life in the ghetto it is not funny They showed me hateand took my love from me Ooh oh I lost my papa I turned to the street I gotta struggle just to get something to eat And plus I got my friends and family to feed Don't see me coming cos I moving like the wind Oh oh million dollar dreams we chasing Its the dollar bills we getting I prayed to God for him to bless me Now I see my mama flexing O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty Ghetto boy don turn to softy Ghetto boy enjoy after the suffering Ghetto boy don Dey ball De been Dey pray make ghetto boy fall I remind them say them no be God Dem ban sars carry Airtel come out