Yo
In this hard knock life we cry denim tears
They say pain leads to change ain't no changes here
Hard to smile even harder to think positive
We got one life to live
I'm sayin,
It's bout more then some money
I done been thru it
Few dollars I ran through em
And they couldn't tell me shit
If I could go back them racks is getting flipped
PAC said
Does heaven have a ghetto
I hear em shooting dice on streets made of gold
Ghetto heaven paint the liquor store in liquid gold
Scats drifting down the block
Ain't no vacant homes
Am I'm hallucinating
Ghetto Heaven got me motivated
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
What you mean you don't know
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
I was raised on da block
Like I was born on a corner
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
Said it's 7-11 ain't playin no catches
Don't touch shit
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
But pain
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
So why you so surprised when we start taking something
Know The desperation greater then the repercussions
Hard headed give em headaches like delayed concussions
The 3 of us that's 6 feet deep minus the pine box
Brodie selling blow up and he know it call it Botox
My youngin off da Roblox he don't know what struggle look like
But I do
I roll wit da punches like life a prize fight
On my 1-2
I a show you what these 3s do
Way I talk kicks you a think I taught em kung-fu
Boy dat black belt ment to save who?
All I hear is drumming block sound like a HBCU
But it's Live by the gun die by same ain't it
Soul in the sky give up his shirt painted
Love ain't enough act bad they gone miss u
Tears on his face outside of the I.C.U
I Pray dat ghetto heaven meant to greet you
What you mean you don't know
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
I came in with nothin
So I'm leaving with everything
Round my way they'd say we came from nothing
Round my way they'd say they came from nothing
A couple dollars and we outta here and we ain't never coming back
It's bout more then some money
I done been thru it
Few dollars I ran through em
And they couldn't tell me shit
If I could go back them racks is getting flipped
PAC said
Does heaven have a ghetto
I hear em shooting dice on streets made of gold
Ghetto heaven paint the liquor store in liquid gold
Scats drifting down the block
Ain't no vacant homes
Am I'm hallucinating
Ghetto Heaven got me motivated
It's bout more then some money
I done been thru it
Few dollars I ran through em
And they couldn't tell me shit
If I could go back them racks is getting flipped
PAC said
Does heaven have a ghetto
I hear em shooting dice on streets made of gold
Ghetto heaven paint the liquor store in liquid gold
Scats drifting down the block
Ain't no vacant homes
Am I'm hallucinating
Ghetto Heaven been my motivation