Ghetto Boy Lyrics

Ghetto Boy - Dablin Jidrek

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Hi

it’s Dablin yeh

Young boy from the street

I was raised from the hits

In the middle of those things eh.

I live my life like no tomorrow

Risking my life doing things

Doing things doing things

Who knows

Ammah get caught tomorrow

Writing songs smoking weed

Getting cruise getting cheese hhhhh

Steady hits

We tryna survive

From the cops

Big ups from the ghetto kids

Big ups for the rich ones

We wish we were like you

But somedays we might get there too

Million dollar dreams

We chasing

Million dollar bills

We getting

We gon chill in that mazarrati

We winning

Yes I am good I know and I know it

So watcha tryna tell me

I am on the street And I no eat

And I'm getting on the chase

Broken hearts broken smile

Broken trust broken homes

Broken feelings broken love

Broken jobs broken doors

But we hear to heal it

Ammah survivor

I'm here for the cake

I paid my dues

I paid my thights

So my days

Go rain again

Day breaks

Old takers take again

O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi

Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty

Ghetto boy don turn to softy

Ghetto boy enjoy after the suffering

O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi

Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty

I don’t know what you want from me

Cuz the street took a lot from me

Life in the ghetto it is not funny

They showed me hateand took my love from me

Ooh oh I lost my papa I turned to the street

I gotta struggle just to get something to eat

And plus I got my friends and family to feed

Don’t see me coming cos I moving like the wind

Oh oh million dollar dreams we chasing

Its the dollar bills we getting

I prayed to God for him to bless me

Now I see my mama flexing

O wa sheele Baba gbadura mi

Ghetto boy don Dey shine like butty

Ghetto boy don turn to softy

Ghetto boy enjoy after the suffering

Ghetto boy don Dey ball

De been Dey pray make ghetto boy fall

I remind them say them no be God

Dem ban sars carry Airtel come out