Ghetto-ologist Outro by Touxh Lyrics
[Verse]
Ay
I remember days eBus stop
S’jiva namagents nonstop
A teen getting drunk, was a lost cause
My gran was fed up
The streets where my head was
She kicked me out at 16
Funny now how I deal with sixteens
Ay
I was with my friend s’nin’ nini
Said he got a son, I’m like “nini?”
Clearly
I’m out of touch, with the street things
Now the stu’s, my new crib
What a song, put that shit on replay
I put my heart in everything I say
I saw life in your eyes, man that shit’s great
Ay
I’m tryna make it out the hood
My whole mixtape got you shook
Ghetto-ologist, I rap that good
Do what it takes, to get the crown
I’m the same age, as my J’s now
My girl got a young nigga settling down
Been together for almost a year now
Even Precious got a baby on the way now
Time really needs to slow down
So much pressure, I’m tryna make mom proud
That’s why a verse from Touxh cost three thou’
Is it mind over matter?
‘Cause If I don’t mind, it won’t matter
It’s just a matter of thinking
If you believe, you achieve
When you livin’
Life’s a game of perspective
The hood nigga never gets respected
My mom told me I gotta stay focused
Never let these niggas see your emotions
Just a young nigga, on the grind
Tryna get, what’s mine
Love is cool, it’s a beautiful thing
She like Red Bull, she give me wings
Manifest the life that I’m living
Making moves like I’m playing chess
Fuck with me you’ll get checked, mate
Make sure you get your facts straight
If you don’t read, you’re blind
If it’s out of reach, it’s mine
Make sure I live before I leave
Make sure I give back before I cease
These the moments that we live for
The crying, the screaming, you stay awake
The wine in the kitchen with the Grey Goose
Man
I’m so confused
Sincerely yours
Touxh
Street nigga
Ay
I remember days eBus stop
S’jiva namagents nonstop
A teen getting drunk, was a lost cause
My gran was fed up
The streets where my head was
She kicked me out at 16
Funny now how I deal with sixteens
Ay
I was with my friend s’nin’ nini
Said he got a son, I’m like “nini?”
Clearly
I’m out of touch, with the street things
Now the stu’s, my new crib
What a song, put that shit on replay
I put my heart in everything I say
I saw life in your eyes, man that shit’s great
Ay
I’m tryna make it out the hood
My whole mixtape got you shook
Ghetto-ologist, I rap that good
Do what it takes, to get the crown
I’m the same age, as my J’s now
My girl got a young nigga settling down
Been together for almost a year now
Even Precious got a baby on the way now
Time really needs to slow down
So much pressure, I’m tryna make mom proud
That’s why a verse from Touxh cost three thou’
Is it mind over matter?
‘Cause If I don’t mind, it won’t matter
It’s just a matter of thinking
If you believe, you achieve
When you livin’
Life’s a game of perspective
The hood nigga never gets respected
My mom told me I gotta stay focused
Never let these niggas see your emotions
Just a young nigga, on the grind
Tryna get, what’s mine
Love is cool, it’s a beautiful thing
She like Red Bull, she give me wings
Manifest the life that I’m living
Making moves like I’m playing chess
Fuck with me you’ll get checked, mate
Make sure you get your facts straight
If you don’t read, you’re blind
If it’s out of reach, it’s mine
Make sure I live before I leave
Make sure I give back before I cease
These the moments that we live for
The crying, the screaming, you stay awake
The wine in the kitchen with the Grey Goose
Man
I’m so confused
Sincerely yours
Touxh
Street nigga