Rich Boy - Ghetto Rich (feat. John Legend) Lyrics:
S**t, we tryna get it for real
Oh, Rich Boy, you ni**as better get focused
Get money, muthaf**ka, get money, muthaf**ka

Let me take ya through my hood where I was born and raised
Where ni**as tote semi-automatics, bustin` them K`s
Heavy guns and dope boys harassed by the police
Still gettin` pulled over and asked by the police

`Bama wasn`t made for a ni**a to win
See the color of ya skin get `cha put in the pen
It`s real life, over dice, Dwayne dead and gone
Sendin` ni**as to the pen or the funeral home

I be feelin` like the Lord`ll never answer me back
So I`m holdin` on my gat just in case they attack
Bullet holes in ya house`ll make it hard to sleep
Ya see the fiends on the street want the hard for cheap

`Lotta ni**as doin` life from under covers and fake friends
It`s real how them penitentiary bars`ll break men
Ni**as doin` life from under covers and fake friends
It`s real how them penitentiary bars`ll break men

It`s where you live, it`s where you play
It`s where you learn your favorite slang
Your world is ghetto

It`s where I live, it`s where I`m from
It`s where you had to tote your gun
Your world is ghetto

Can`t explain how I feel growin` up in the gutter
Told my mama that I love her put nobody above her
Doin` crimes, a hard time for food on the plate
Know a couple of ni**as ain`t never comin` out the gate

Movin` weight the only thing them street ni**as know
Servin` thangs at school, they never teach `em, don`t show
But a 44`ll get `cha money fast from robbin`
Do or die situation when ya tired, be stavin`

Government`d never send me a dime for school
So I went and started workin` like my nine my tool
I`m a leader for the South, pa, open ya ears
Young kids where I`m from wear permanent tears

It`s where you live, it`s where you play
It`s where you learn your favorite slang
Your world is ghetto

It`s where I live, it`s where I`m from
It`s where you had to tote your gun
Your world is ghetto

I`m a product of the block, watch the fiends come back
Got a couple white packs `cause they fiend for that
Early five in the mornin`, pigs showin` they badge
Real ni**as in the street still showin` they rags

Speed bumps in the road start slowin` me down
See them fake ni**as actin` like they know me now
Got a chance to advance, so I`m makin` my move
Couple o` people still thinkin` they got somethin` to prove

Pay the card for the South, yeah the hood my home
Told my mama I`ma leave the dope game alone
On my knees every night conversatin` wit God
Ni**as dyin` everyday `cause they wanna be hard

Still totin` my piece `cause it ain`t nothin` like the movies
I`m wearin` my vest in case they hit me wit the Uzi
Even if I take a trip around the world and back
I`m representin` for the hoods where they feel me at

It`s where you live, it`s where you play
It`s where you learn your favorite slang
Your world is ghetto

It`s where I live, it`s where I`m from
It`s where you had to tote your gun
Your world is ghetto, your world, ghetto

Throw `em up if you know what the hood like
Throw `em up if you lookin` for that good life
Throw `em up if ya ghetto, s**t
Your world, ghetto

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