Sha Money XL - Ghetto USA lyrics

{*Antonio McLendon harmonizing*} [Intro: Stat Quo] YEA! Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh uh uh uh Sing the song now, uh, YEA! Ha, all my n***as in the muh'f**in struggle Uh, uh, let me talk to you [Stat Quo] We from the ghetto, born in the bullsh** Preacher in the pulpit, granny need a lil' fix Blood pressure high, work a job, no benefit Whip repo'd, now it's back to the dealership Tryin to play the game, gettin played like instruments On the fence in my defense, make a mile out an inch Momma said the devil in my soul, I should repent My dawg lost his daughter, say he ain't seen God since Said "Look bruh, listen bruh, ya ain't makin sense" He replied "You right," pockets full of lint Willie Lynch hung sh**, hint hint The root of all evil, now I know what they meant To my dawgs in Flint hustlin to pay they rent Thomasville Heights all night in a trench f**in with the junkies or 9-to-5 on a bench Clockin in, clockin out, like "Where time went?" Damn, YEA! [Hook: Antonio McLendon] I come up hard, hard baby But what don't k** you makes you stronger But I come too far, far baby To watch tears drop from yo' hunger As long as we keep on grindin, keep on tryin Wishing's not enough To change our situation, time is wastin We got to come up [Stat Quo] Uhh, ghetto USA... I keep tryin to get ahead, but the fact still remain Every dime I make it take half of my change Ain't nuttin change, same fight, same ring But it ain't pay-per-view, it's a survival thing Some slang green pills, crank and 'caine Some b**hes strip and gold-dig and who*e to maintain My aunt just lost her job, here this sh** go again Couldn't pay her bills, she put a bullet in her brain Her chil'en in the same house livin with the stains On the wall, can't afford to move, what a shame sh** done drove my uncle insane He talkin to himself thinkin he the one to blame Got seduced by the boy, shootin trouble in his veins Wanted the pleasure, became a slave to the pain Livin in the streets, died drowned by the rain His life down in twos{?}, his blood flowin through the drains Damn, YEA! [Hook] w/ ad libs [Outro: Stat Quo] Now or never Now, and forever Yeah, every n***a in the struggle! OH! YEA!