Lancey Foux

Ghetto Yout
Oh, nah, nah, nah Oh, nah, nah, nah Oh, nah, nah, nah Oh Yeah Oh, nah, nah, nah We can live on grace Yeah, yeah Oh, nah, nah, nah Oh, nah, nah, nah Yeah Oh, nah, nah, nah Yeah, yeah Ooooooooo-wooooo Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah We can fall from grace Oh, nah, nah We can fall above Nah, nah, nah, nah Tears run down my face Nah, nah, nah, nah Diving with my heart We can fall from grace Oh, nah, nah We can fall above Letras de cancionesNah, nah, nah, nah Tears run down my face Nah, nah, nah, nah Diving with my heart Oooooooo Yeah Yeah-yeah Yeah Ahh-woo Psyke Boo, boo, boo Yeah Ah-woo Boo, boo, boo Yeah-yeah Psyke Money can't change who I'm meant to be, my heart with a ghetto My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one? Nobody I idolise It's only me that I'm scared of It's only me in the ride at night, hop in the coupe and I tear off Thinking bout' when it's my time to die, could go, you know I got my bread up Close my eyes try and watch my life, and I'm looking like 'oh it's you' Aged 19, what were you doing?, 2 hoes in the bed, 1 couldn't do it Even the day that I hopped out the womb, I knew that I couldn't abide by the rule I clocked this shit, I don't wanna go school, came last in class, first class what I flew African man, I walk with the jewels Walk with the blood, bring your man, bring your crew Ain't no man I could be scared of Ain't no man I could be scared of Until I look in the mirror, ain't no one I could be scared of Any girl, I pick a rare one She wanna fuck till she give up I know what I am, what I'm meant for This story gonna bring tear drops Open my eyes in the ride I'm only scared of I, I Money can't change who I'm meant to be, my heart with a ghetto My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one? Nobody I idolise It's only me that I'm scared of It's a vibe Wax them 40's when we pull up in the ride You better hide little nigga, don't act silly bullets fly, little nigga My bitch ain't Bonnie but I'm Clyde with this 9 or this spinner, yeah Bags under my eyes, under my eyes, bags in the bank Bags stuffed in the shoe box, yeah we'll try make for tru' You're my bro, then we're splitting this food Used to rob niggas, still do My advice, please don't get rude Friends on my back, so more time I'm cocoon Money can't change who I'm meant to be, my heart with a ghetto My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one? Nobody I idolise It's only me that I'm scared of From Letras Mania