(Hook x3)
I grew up around them ghetto boys


(Verse)
I was raised by my mama
Then I was raised by ^!$$%s who raised the lama

Gauge in a leather bomber, we engaging drama
Death is coming, eat you alive, this Jeffrey Dama
They wanted me to finish the board of education

I dropped out, I was bored of education
Money caught my interest, slinging on the benches
Papi gave me peer, I'm giving customers that vintage

My men got sisters, they gave em a half a dozen
The Ave out here buggin with magnums they out here slugging
I'm out here hoodied up, champion of pony top

Picture while the corner pop, I'm out here with you on the block
I'm watching the transaction,
We breaking down every kilogram, gram stacking

I thank God they letting my people go
Welcome home all


(Hook x5)
I grew up around them ghetto boys


(Verse)
I grew up in the ghetto so from the get go
You know we had to get dough

Shots rain, get low
My uncle just wasn't quick enough
It was spring of april, that's when they hit him up

He was throwing up blood on my shirt
I had to snob staring at his hurts
Just got taken for what it's worth

I grew up around killers
The block was a casino, I grew up around dealers
You know why street ^!$$%s think different

You know these clips will make you jump ^!$$%s think griffin
The 50 is in the whip, that's how we grippin
Lord knows for the bull%#@!, this Scotty Pimpin

We still in the cut slinging
And we got it for the load, this is my upbringing
They letting my people go, thank God

Welcome home bra

(Hook x4)

I grew up around them ghetto boys