For Trey

[Intro: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Hmm
Yeah
Don't worry 'bout it
(Alloutw4r)
(I love you, K4)
Yop

[Verse 1: Ghetto Baby Boom]
You got served and she ain't pull up, saint, nigga, this for track
Go that way, you see bro go that way, we finna shoot a movie
It's a raw skit, fuck around and see this shit on Tubi
Whole clique dead, them niggas ain't doin' shit, they just recruitin'
Go get the big head like fuck a lil' head, them niggas groupies
Make your own fam go set you up, that's for the love of money
Naw, that's for the love of ghetto, nigga, told you I'ma get you
Streets get tricky, ain't nobody playin' fair, this shit get wicked
How you screamin' gang gang but you ain't sent bro'nem a dollar?
My credit good, I can get a nigga shot or stabbed up
I fuck with ghetto hoes that be on ghetto shit in traffic
You the type get mad at the bitch and ask her who she reppin'
Why your thumbs in the air, nigga? Put them bitches down
If it ain't me or eight, don't let 'em tell you that shit came from them
Give a fuck about who did it first, they know who got it poppin'
Snatch a soul out a nigga body just for playin' cocky
Like I'm Melvin on my third strike, baby boy, don't try me
Who that is? That's a hot car, could tell by how they drive it
Look through the front shield, it ain't always five percent, I'm seein' through it
Wish it would be an opp, it's goin' down, redrum, nigga

[Verse 2: The Big Homie]
It's been me and Ghetto since day one, he ain't never changed on me
Niggas tried to break us up, said he gon' rob me like that ain't my brother
One of our brothers told and got a nigga twenty-five to life
How we wrong? If we would've took his life, the fuck you tellin' for?
Can't even kill our brother killer now, I'm tryna get him stabbed up
Pooh act like he mad at us, you 'posed to be mad at him
I was holdin' the block down, they wouldn't mind it was my brother's shit
We was spinnin' blocks with three Glock 9s 'cause we ain't have a Drac' yet
Nigga took my lil' brother, how the fuck I'm 'posed to take that?
Gotta get my getback on somebody that he love and make him feel it
I ain't have nobody to tell me what not to do, shit was different for me
Ever since my brother died, like all my kids, I'm gettin' plenty money, hmm