Old Ghetto
Huh
They don't know My story, they just see the glory
It's fucking funny

I used to pull up on the crib with some old shit
Now I'm on the scene with some new shit
Do it how I want that's the new thinking
Don't you come at Me with some bullshit
Fact is Truth is

I miss the old ghetto
Where it rains sunshines and weathers
Mehn I miss the old ghetto
Where the OGs dem don settle
I miss the old hood
Where it rains sunshines and weather
Mehn I miss My old home
I miss My old goonz
I'm on the road
I'm on My own
I miss My old dude
I skip thе old new
I'm on some new cruz
I spokе with big juice he pullup with some new cruz
I missed the old ghetto
I turned a go getter
I feel in love with the game
I wrote a love letter
Mehn I miss the old hood
They don't even knew Me
They don't know the new Me
All this youngin now they thugging
I wish thy they knew Me
All this talking little doing
They don't know that I'm been doing My thing
Tryna live for My dream
It's obviously and it's likely
Precisely and most lively
Do My part and leave the rest
I've been reminiscing
I've been thinking, wondering and pondering
The kind of life that we living in
It's a trap it's a lifestyle
It's a rush, e fit burst like anytime

Mehn I miss My old home
I miss My old goons
I miss the old hood
Where it rains sunshines and weathers
Weather
Mehn I miss the old ghetto
Where the OGs dem don settle
I miss the old hood
Where it rains sunshines and weathers

My thugs be pulling up reg
My momma calling Me weird
My girl be calling Me stead
Manager buzzing My line
Swear to God that I ain't scared
I'm the leader of the lazy youth I thought you knew by now
I'm the leader of the crazy youth I thought you know already
I'm the leader of the lazy youth I thought you knew by nowww!

I missed My old bitches, they do Me dirty but they never ever ever do the dishes
I miss this old tunes, I miss this old song
I miss this 2pac, there's 2 face... That's oldies
I miss My old bitches
I miss the whole hood
I miss the old ghetto ooo
I miss My old ghetto
I miss My mama
Miss My hood, I miss My old people
I miss the old things
I'm catching new cruz
I'm doing new things
I'm driving new shit
I pull up in a whip and do it how I do now