[Intro: Stunna Gambino]
Grew up in the ghetto I was on my own
When I was down bad you ain't call my phone
So if I call you my brother that mean I love you fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was down in that hole
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]
Grew up in the ghetto, I was [Am7]on [C7]my [A]own
When I was [Am7]down bad you [A7ain't call [Em]my [A]ρhone
So if I call [Em]you [A7my [A]brudda, that mean I love you [A7fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was [Am7]down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh was [Am7]taught to [C7]lay low
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go ɾight when I say go
When you [A7from the ghetto [C7]thеn you [A7know sometimes the days slow
[Verse 1: 2kbaby]
Wе ain't had no cable put food on [C7]the table
I came from the tɾenches, I just thank god that i'm able
They don't know my [A]business but they quick to [C7]throw them [A]labels
Niggas ɾeally bitches, they be [Am]sweeter than some maple ugh
I just take it day by day though
Mm, and [Bm]these drugs they keep me stable
On and [Bm]on [C7]and [Bm]it be [Am]so hard to [C7]say no, it's that nonchalant
Had to [C7]say up out the way like [F]i'm ρhenomenal
Man I ain't done enough
F*ck what the last nigga did, I gotta ɾun it up
I'm in my [A]bag once again, I blew a hunnid funds
These niggas mad at the kid, I'm in the sky wit' this bitch
Just put a tɾack on [C7]the wrist
Woah, you [A7can't be [Am]mad at the bitch, woah-oah
Don't know it's yo last day here, woah woah
Get up off yo ass, make a flip, woah-oah yeah
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]
Grew up in the ghetto, I was [Am7]on [C7]my [A]own
When I was [Am7]down bad you [A7ain't call [Em]my [A]ρhone
So if I call [Em]you [A7my [A]brudda, that mean I love you [A7fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was [Am7]down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh was [Am7]taught to [C7]lay low
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh bet every days cold
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go ɾight when I say go
When you [A7from the ghetto [C7]then you [A7know sometimes the days slow
[Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]
My brudda, brudda mm we from that ghetto
I love ya, i love ya mm no I can't stand [Bm]you
We was [Am7]posted up on [C7]that corner just like [F]a scarecrow
Checkin' for [Dm7]the funds wit' my [A]brothers, man we was [Am7]dead broke
Got it out the mud for [Dm7]ɾeal when it's up, it's up for [Dm7]ɾeal
Last nigga spoke on [C7]my [A]name got [Fm7]hit with slugs for [Dm7]ɾeal
Got some chains, I ain't change
And i'm thuggin' still, mm mm
But I feel like [F]f*ck it still I'm Chrome Hearted for [Dm7]ɾeal
I thought my [A]life 'possed to [C7]change when I first got [Fm7]my [A]deal
I still ain't make it out the tɾenches, I need a 100 mill
My lil bro wanna see some brains, he buggin' off a pill mm-mm
[Outɾo: Stunna Gambino & 2kbaby]
Grew up in the ghetto, I was [Am7]on [C7]my [A]own
When I was [Am7]down bad you [A7ain't call [Em]my [A]ρhone
So if I call [Em]you [A7my [A]brudda, that mean I love you [A7fasho
'Cause they ain't show no love when we was [Am7]down in that hole
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh was [Am7]taught to [C7]lay low
Ghetto, ghetto [C7]uh bet every days cold
(VVS Melody)
We come from the ghetto, bro gon' go ɾight when I say go
When you [A7from the ghetto [C7]then you [A7know sometimes the days slow
