Ghetto Love lyrics
by James Smith
It's like this
I'm 17 and I feel I need to get my ass on out
Of my grandmama's house
Feelin like I don't need to obey no rules
And I choose to make money and f*ck hoes over school
So I cruise up and down the block
With a gang of n*ggas and a pocket full of motherf*ckin rocks
And a whole lotta game for the fiends
Cause this black-ass n*gga on a mission ain't takin shorts by no means
And I seen everything from hoes I used to know sellin ass
To motherf*ckers dead from the blast movin fast
Gettin caught up in the drama
Now I'm able to do things for my little mama
And she appreciated every little bit of it
Spendin all her time lookin out for me and sh*t
Lettin me know when the situation's gettin shady
And I'm startin to feel love for this young lady
Cause she was downer than a motherf*cker
In love wit a n*gga like me, but yo she kept it on the undercover
She used to say our business ain't show business
And them other b*tches business ain't yo business
So I had to keep her close at hand
While I was comin up, cause she was down with her man
Understand she grew up with next to nothin
And was sick of seein her sh*t gettin stole every month then
Cause her mama smokin up the whole house
Now she gotta get her sh*t together cause she gots to roll on out
And the only motherf*cker showin love is her nig'
That's why she did the sh*t she did
Hit the mall, steal me and her some clothes
Hit a lick and break a n*gga off some vogues
For my motherf*ckin car
She looked out for me, so I looked out for her
Like that? Yeah, it was like that
Didn't sweat a b*tch cause when I left she'd know I be right back
We might fight, black, but it never last long
If you try to come between us, n*gga, get yo ass on
Like them n*ggas that I hang with
Let me know they ain't down, they tryina get at my thang and sh*t
Had to know what has happenin
Wasn't like the average n*gga gettin caught up in that high cappin
What you got don't mean sh*t
And I was quick to get in the mix behind my b*tch
Far from a trick, and never did she ask for sh*t
Everything she got, she deserved it
Young love in the ghetto, hello
Knew I had a down hoe, didn't wanna let go
Straight based on trust
And while other motherf*ckers got crushed they couldn't f*ck with us
To f*ck with while we were rollin was unwise, G
Cause we were fully strapped, jammin them Isleys
(Drifting on a memory)
Too deep
(Ain't no place I'd rather be)
Rollin with somethin sweet
So unique
You know where I wanna be?
Yeah
Know where I gotta be?
Yeah
You know where I'm at?