BUCK-I - Ghetts

Tryna get this money, that’s my one and only motive

Don’t come around my niggas, cuh we gully and you know it

I dumb down my lyrics for you dummies to decode it

When I say I’ve got the belly that’s a stomach full of dough

And blud, this is the moment where I slump an opponent

Dump off and then jump in a stolen

You’ve seen the car check, you know what I’m capable of

Of doing in a car then, it don’t take much to get me going

When I was younger, all the olders used to gas us up

Until we realised them brudders ain’t as bad as us

We ain’t having it, me and my advocates are adamant

Brudda, you ain’t eating with us unless you add to it

I’m tryna get the Ps and all you’re bringing is asparagus

I’m old school, I learnt to count on an abacus

Shit hits the fan, I can’t count on no amateurs

It’s hard being Casper in a town full of cameras

Buck-I, buck-I

Buck-I, buck-I

Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I

Buck-I, buck-I, buck-I, buck-I

Find him in a piece, they’ll be my one and only problem

I’m in the streets saying fuck the world without a condom

I live in East, it’s always been my only option

I’m in the belly of the beast with all my people at the bottom

Blud, this is the point where I roll another joint

All my bruddas put in work even though they unemployed

Fuck the system

On a 60-bag

They can never say people from estates

Are a waste of space and they ain’t got much ambition

I’ll rebuild 100

We run the future, how’s that our fault?

We cough money, spit back into the ends

When you’re friends that are in the government are too tight to fork out

Scared money off, made no money and

That’s why I ain’t no stranger to a court house