[Hook: x3]
I grew up around them ghetto boys..

[Verse 1: Fred The Godson]
I was raised by my mama
Then I was raised by n***as who raised the llama
Gauge in a leather bomber, we engaging drama
Death is coming, eat you alive, this Jeffrey Dahmer
They wanted me to finish the board of education
I dropped out, I was bored of education
Money caught my interest, slinging on the benches
Papi gave me pure, I'm giving customers that vintage
My man got sentenced, they gave em a half a dozen
The Ave out here buggin with magnums they out here slugging
I'm out here hoodied up, champion, a pointy top
Pinching while the corner pop, I'm out here with you on the block
I'm watching the transaction
We breaking down every kilogram, gram stacking
I thank God they letting my people go
Welcome home all

[Hook: x5]
I grew up around them ghetto boys..

[Verse 2: Fred The Godson]
I grew up in the ghetto so from the get go
You know we had to get dough
Shots rang, get low
My uncle just wasn't quick enough
It was spring of April, that's when they hit him up
He was throwing up blood on my shirt
I had to snob staring at his hearse
Just gotta take it for what its worth
I grew up around killers
The block was a casino, I grew up around dealers
You know us street n***as think different
You know these clips will make you jump, n***a think Griffin
The fifth is in the whip, that's how we grippin
Long nose for the bullshit, this Scottie Pippen
We still in the cut slinging
And we got it for the low, this is my upbringing
They letting my people go, thank God
Welcome home right
[Hook: x4]
I grew up around them ghetto boys..