Ghetto Survivor

[Verse 1: Trick Trick]
I been on that tip since the day of my arival
Living was second to my survival
Pops at the front door with a rifal
Mama in the kitchen with her bibal
Another day in the ghetto, tryna prevent from being suicidal
Clicked up with the other niggas' rivals
[?] so on point, I took the title
After so many years
[?] time and tears
Was the only fear
Nigga I changed my life, and only did a year
Got to name my price, fucking with pioneers
See the OG's didn't play that
Tryna pay, nigga pay that
Real niggas gon respect where you lay at
Cause you didn't want them coming after you, talking bout payback
I say that, cause niggas only do what they tought
So used to being tought to be stupid till we caught
Only wrong that we did was surviving, what we thought

[Verse 2: Troy Ave]
Tryna break out the ghetto, [?] in something foreign
Streets still calling, [?]
Everytime it rain, more money for the team
06 in this barol, pull back, bang bang
Murder like so what, money [?]
I sold more birds than a KFC [?]
Sippin on shots, sitting on blocks
Getting this gwop, shit don't stop
Still going hard with the otherfucking yay
Don't assume I don't rap cause you heard me with Slay
I'm not with the drama, but I'm with the kingpin
Free the omies, [?] from the pen
Imma free myself from the hood with a pen
And drive away in my drug money bought Benz
I'm so ambitious with it
If I want it, I hustle and motherfucking get it
It's Troy Ave, nigga!

[Verse 3: Trae Tha Truth]
Running to this dead end, whole family fuck ups
Brother doing a few life, streets got him sucked up
MeI did the same thing, agrevated and robbing
Tryna provide for mama, to help her in case she was starving
Everyone would say I tripped out, man I was unstable
Preacher said I could change it, [?] enable
Homies say I'm the truth, and stick with it, [?] label
Told them that shit was cool, but I'm tryna get to this table
And eat nigga, Trae can't sleep nigga
Somebody hating, that's why I'm keeping this heat nigga
Cirtifyed champion, I be dambed if I get beat nigga
Plus the lil homie I knew got downed last week nigga
Nothing be guaranteed, [?] fly
[?] they know everyday I try
Fuck wasting my days to cry, just do what I do the best
Watch how I keep rolling by, and can't wait till I get to rest
I'm on it, homie

[Verse 4: Termanology]
I'm from the ghetto born, came up listening to ghetto boys
We stay hustling, cause we ain't really got a choice
My cousin just got out, he did a five piece
I pray he stay off these streets, so he can see his niece
Look around, it's cocroaches [?]
Powdered noses tryna rock with [?]
Kinda funny, cause you can have you a pile of money
And still not get love
[?] what he can do for the next man
Like cutting checks [?]
Extorting your best friends, so what's the best plan?
Things change, [?] stress at the shooting range
I ain't a punk, but I ain't ever shoot a man
Eh yo Slay you the man, cause you [?] plan
Catch me [?]
Chilling, dapping my fans
Fuck this music industry, this shit is fake as hell
None of these rappers real, another soul to sell