Ghetto Child Waka Flocka Flame (Ft. Gepetto)

[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Big Homie Flock
B.S.M

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Automatics and dice games (Flocka!)
We was getting money 'til the Feds came
Two gold chains, Big Daddy Kane
And on my clothes, you could still smell royal cocaine
Could my family have survived without cocaine?
We thanked God when that blow came
Walking through the rain without a coat
Living with a point to prove
Hope that we all make it out the ghetto
Leonardo, how I paint these pictures
My niggas so relentless, vicious
Eat your food, do the dishes
Now all your family's left with is memories and pictures
Fuck niggas, fuck bitches
Fuck niggas, fuck bitches
Get money, stack money
I wish they act wrong, even act funny
I got bitches that'll die, killers that'll clap for me

[Chorus: Gepetto]
It's all about the struggle
To make it out we had to hustle
When you broke, they don't trust you
When your money right, they gon' love, love you
Friends stay first, keep your enemies close, enemies close
Cause the ones that stay by your side, they be doing the most, doing the most