paroles de chanson Ghetto Symphony - Young Go

I was in these streets as a youngin thuggin from night to day
And mama told me son you finna throw yo life away
But I didnt listen cuz niggas they had a price to pay
I was in da dark steady lookin searchin for brighter days
If you my brotha I love ya I keep it solid wit you
We done went from banging da money I got it wit you
If you know the feelin of havin nothin its victory
Listen to my ghetto symphony

Said im comin different on you bitches wit no pun intended
Niggas want da smoke well tell dem bitches dey can come and get it
Grew up off a killin da cops harassin we jumpin fences
From start da finish my heart relentless while in da trenches
Gotta watch dese niggas cuz they intentions it might be different
Got a call from prison mah killa sayin they might be snitchin
But it aint mah business cuz this bangin shit is ova wit
After all dem years we was troopin really on some soulja shit
Ima smack dis henny from the bottle what im copin wit
And it aint no other way to go unless you go legit
Most of this shit I be sayin goin ova they head
And it be yo best of friends tryna snake you over some bread
Dis for my niggas in calipatria wit da spread
Gotta hold ya head I know you hangin on just by da thread
Young nigga wit a lot da prove fuck rap im droppin jewels
Young nigga really came from nothin now a nigga gotta lot da loose

I was in these streets as a youngin thuggin from night to day
And mama told me son you finna throw yo life away
But I didnt listen cuz niggas they had a price to pay
I was in da dark steady lookin searchin for brighter days
If you my brotha I love ya I keep it solid wit you
We done went from banging da money I got it wit you
If you know the feelin of havin nothin its victory
Listen to my ghetto symphony

When I hit dat booth I do mah shit like mah life dependin on it
Invest in me blood sweat and tears thats what im spendin on it
When you play mah shit do you hear my struggle do you feel my pain
Does it make you hate me goin out yo way da kill mah name
Is it filled wit love cuz the way we grew up it was all da same
Either way ima do mah thang on God no charlamagne
Ima get to da bag im not really concerned about all da fame
And when im done playin they gone have to give me dat hall of fame
Gotta keep it solid neva fold I was damaged fa sho
Concrete really im dat rose dat managed to grow
Really I was dope just like when you arm and hammer da blow
Tryna be dat nigga in da back of a back wit da bros
She want a ring but im goin back da back wit da hoes
Niggas get exposed for real what you lack ima show
Young nigga wit a lot da prove fuck rap im droppin jewels
Young nigga really came from nothin now a nigga gotta lot da loose

I was in these streets as a youngin thuggin from night to day
And mama told me son you finna throw yo life away
But I didnt listen cuz niggas they had a price to pay
I was in da dark steady lookin searchin for brighter days
If you my brotha I love ya I keep it solid wit you
We done went from banging da money I got it wit you
If you know the feelin of havin nothin its victory
Listen to my ghetto symphony