The Trillest YBN Lil Bro (Ft. Ghetto Baby Boom)

[Intro]
(Oh my goodness, oh my goodness)

[Verse 1: YBN Lil Bro]
Shit was goin' bad, but it's good now
YBN forever, like, why would I let my hood down?
I was young as hell, wasn't even twelve, I had mugshots
Nigga come through tweakin' in the hood gettin' gunned down
(Don't get gunned down, don't get gunned down)
He swear he so good in the hood, I'm like on what block?
If you from the projects, what he doin' on the Westside?
I was on [?]wood with my nigga right before he died
We was smokin' auntie in them cribs and get cussed out
Up the strap on a pussy nigga, make him turn around
See, I know how it feel when shit get real, you can't do shit but watch
Trillest nigga in this shit, don't question me, you know I'm slimin'
I got shy and told the police I ain't know who shot me
I was locked, judge set my bond for a hundred thousand
Puttin' trust inside niggas was my only problem
Get in my bag and never look back was my only option
Young nigga don't wanna do no good, he wanna swing choppers

[Verse 2: Ghetto Baby Boom]
He ain't got no feelings, he like me, numb to the violence
Niggas fake, bitches fake too, you gotta see around 'em
When you grow up how I grew up, everybody say they love you
Tryna make it to the top, feel like I'm climbin' up a mountain
Everytime I look, another day, it be another dollar
Bro-bro, he just called home, he want shit off commissary
I gotta get him right, my nigga, way before this music shit
If it ain't more money, I ain't focused on it, then I'm smooth
I know you gon' disappear tomorrow, leave a nigga loose
It's a lot of shit I did, a lot of shit I didn't do
When I feel low, and I ain't got nobody to vent to
Roll me up a 'Wood, and turn me on an instrumental
You can't say you built like I'm built, nigga, what you've been through?
Switchin' lanes in an SRT, huh, this ain't no stick shift
Throwin' bullets at whoever tryna pull up next to us
We ain't goin' like the last niggas, or the next niggas
When they look at you like you a killer, gotta step different
It's only so much I can tell you, shit, when I'm still learnin'
You gon' go through hell and back, just make sure that you ready for it
Everybody actin' like it, 'til they hear that pressure comin'
Boyz in the Hood, first nigga seen a dead body
We was in them bandos, like what we was finna do now?
Started off robbin' niggas, ended it with shootouts
Back and forth 'bout granny crib, she tellin' us to get out
I feel like Drake, I started from the bottom, hm, still climbin'
Niggas hate my guts so bad, they finna start cryin'
Know they'd rather see me with an L before they see me win
Feel like Martin Luther King, let all of my niggas in
I'd give it all up today to see my nigga live
I know life get kinda hard, that's why I just balance it
I feel like Future, I got so much love for myself
Type of niggas get in ghetto mode and make you crash the whip
You send a blitz, I send a blitz, but we gon' see who live to see it
Nigga, hm
You send a blitz, I send a blitz, but we gon' see who live to see it
(Oh my goodness, oh my goodness)