Jay Rock All My Life lyrics

The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

I was on the block right, wasn't in my right mind
Just a young nigga, hustling, trying to get mines
Moving with the 9 double M
Niggas like you don't really wanna fuck with him

Yeah, young teenager, infatuated with paper
Yeah, I had to get it 'cause Momma, she wasn't able
Black and white TV set, no cable
40's in the fridge, chicken noodles on the table

I wasn't born with a silver spoon
Child of the ghetto, raised off a different tune
Watching Bob Barker in my living room
If the price was right, I could get you a whole living room

Yeah, them was my gutter ways back in the gutter days
No education but the gutter pays
Through it all, I came a long way
From selling the yay, fist fights to gun play

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I'm on top
Ain't nothing gonna stop me, y'all

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my niggas, with all of my niggas
And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot
And ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Yeah, times is torn as it is
That's why I got guns and my guns got kids
That's why I be going so tough on them hoes
I play my own hand, I don't shuffle or fold

Fuck with a nigga, let go fuck with some hoes
Hear them bitches screaming like they stuck in a hole
I am not a demon but was once a lost soul
Till I found myself a block away from the crossroad

I have outgrown a fishbowl
And I'm on my feet like a fucking insole
Yeah, it may hurt like a fucking left no
But it's fuck the world like a fucking nympho

And we spend dough
'Cause we make more and I make sure when I say so
It's Jay Rock and Weezy, need I say more?
Clothesline the beat, Ted DiBiase flow


In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I'm on top
Ain't no one gonna stop me, y'all

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my niggas, with all of my niggas
And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot
And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

Jay Rock, still that same O.G
I ain't trying see the grave or the penitentiary
Everyday living, trying to stay on my feet
Even though a nigga paid but my heart in the streets

See my dogs, I'm a beast, so hard on these beats
So my family can eat, I'll be damned if I see no income
Here come Jay Rock, they know crack music
Drug kingpin flow, oh

Kingpin ho, need I say more?
Your family could die, when I say go
Green light, green light, what ya green like?
Before ya sign me up, get the scene right

And I just hop in the Phantom when I'm feeling nice
'Cause driving slow in the Lam', it doesn't seem right
Yeah and I remember them long nights
Living the wrong life but I made that wrong right

All the struggling
All it does is keep me hustling

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I'm on top
Ain't no one gonna stop me, y'all

I comes from the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Where all of my niggas, with all of my niggas
And all of my niggas will roll up in the spot
And get ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto

In the ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
G-ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
I comes from the bottom but now I'm on top
And none gonna stop me, y'all

All the struggling
All it does is keep me hustling