d-geezy - track 1 lyrics
[verse 1]
it’s like they claim that i’m violent
just ’cause i refuse to be silent
a fire hydrant, be waitin’ on the corner
be like snoop doggy dogg
smokin’ up all the weed like a stoner
people dying everyday, they be mourning
’cause they so paranoid, they be storing
you tore out the rhymes
but you didn’t tear out my head
i know that there is more to be said
again, let me stay inside as i spray
the worst thing can happen to be a stray
things can only get better, i’m sure
one day i hope that they’ll find a cure
i bet the rich be plottin’ for more
the government is in debt
they can’t even feed the poor
life is like a fuse in a car
one day it can go out inside a bar
some things are so annoying
i can go ka-bam
it’s like i have ptsd from afghanistan
i need to cool down this fire with a fan
i used to have a homie named stan
until the day that he crashed it up
he drank up too much tanqueray
out the bottom of the cup
his body couldn’t handle it
he didn’t even drink that much
[hook]
even though i’m out in the street
i can still feel all of this heat
but inside i’m still a little high
when i smoke on the weed (yo)
you know that’s just how it goes
down in the ghetto
[verse 2]
you can’t even survive or even stay alive
but that’s just how it is
it takes 25 years just to raise ya’ kids
but the next thing i known
i couldn’t even be grown out on my own
best believe, i didn’t know which way to go
left or right
but i know that i can get help
from my rhymes
’cause they so outta sight
it’s like, when you’re high
you wish you could fly
but i know that at least once i tried to cry
’cause i couldn’t do it
it’s like when you on the block
and you couldn’t shoot it
f-ck man, you blew it
i don’t even know what to say
except when you wanna be smoking
on that dank kush
i couldn’t feel my legs (yo)
i don’t even know what to say
except that are you a f-g or
are you m-th-f-ckin’ g-y?
[hook]x2
even though i’m out in the street
i can still feel all of this heat
but inside i’m still a little high
when i smoke on the weed (yo)
you know that’s just how it goes
down in the ghetto
even though i’m out in the street
i can still feel all of this heat
but inside i’m still a little high
when i smoke on the weed (yo)
you know that’s just how it goes
down in the ghetto
[verse 3]
last verse, (yo)
my homeboy back here
he make all his money stealin’ out yo’ momma’s purse
except he didn’t know that in his last roll
he would be out in a m-th-f-ckin’ hurse
cause they all in a hurry
to be buried everyday
my homeboy came out the closet he was g-y
and you know i be smoking this hay
(yo) (yo)
i don’t even know what to say
except when the bullet hit my back
and i got an attack
i couldn’t feel my m-th-f-ckin’ legs
[hook/outro]x2
even though i’m out in the street
i can still feel all of this heat
but inside i’m still a little high
when i smoke on the weed (yo)
you know that’s just how it goes
down in the ghetto
even though i’m out in the street
i can still feel all of this heat
but inside i’m still a little high
when i smoke on the weed (yo)
you know that’s just how it goes
down in the ghetto
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