Ghetto Life Trae tha Truth (Ft. Black Buddafly)

(*talking*)
Trae the Truth, Lil' Boss, Black Buddafly yeah
We fin to do this one here for the ghetto, get at me

[Trae]
No matter what a nigga say, I'm gon be stuck in the game
Just like them 26 inch rims, stuck on the frame
I'm in the hood full time, I still kick it the same
And still got a nigga baby mama, giving me brain
I been the Truth since a youth, I fell in love with the streets
Like the body of the slab, fell in love with it's feet
I put the Cheve to the floor, and run it to the concrete
With a bitch in the back, head banging to the beat
Try to run up on a G, I'ma put a nigga to sleep
Plus the heat up under my seat, will make a nigga retreat
I'm a boss, fucking with me I promise you'll never eat
And if you wanna go to war, then I promise you getting beat
They know I been around the world, and brought it back to the hood
Threw a hook of diamonds on, and brought it back to the wood
Niggas stay in Hollywood, but I stay where I stood
And I'm gathered with them Assholes, up to no good

[Hook: Black Buddafly]
Welcome, to ghetto life (in the ghetto)
Welcome, to ghetto life
Streets are a daily life, (in the ghetto)
Welcome to ghetto, welcome to ghetto life