Ghetto Story Chapter 2 (feat. Cham)

Here's my ghetto story (story)
(This is a survival story, a true ghetto story)
Been through hell and back, now I’m aiming higher
(This is a survival story, a true ghetto story)
Here's my ghetto story (story)
So many reasons to sing now, plus now we got the
Keys to the kingdom

I remember those days when hell was my home
When me and Mama's bed was just a big piece of foam
And I never liked to bathe and my hair was never combed
When Mama went to work, I was out on my own
I remember when Danny brought me snow cones
And made his little brothers kick up Jerome
I remember visiting them with just big stones
And that boy Danny pulled out something full chrome
I remember when we ran, Fatta got his knee blown
And my best friend Richie caught two in his dome
I remember when the avenue turned into a warzone
And Mickey's mom flew him out 'cause she got a loan
But Mickey went to the States and became Al Capone
Made a ton of cash and sent it back home
Now we’re running the city and everyone knows
Yesterday Mickey called me up on my phone
I said, Mickey

We got the goods now
They’re out of luck now
I squeeze seven and now they all duck down
We’ve got a ton of extra clips ‘cause we ain't broke now
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

We own the kingdom so we gotta make way
We came from the bottom and now we’re on top, babe
And now the whole community can live great
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

I remember those days when we were dead broke
And I could barely find a dollar for a token
Hopped on the train just to get where I’m going
Cops after me, I’m running like I’m blown
Remember those days when I went to bed hungry
All I ever had was white rice and honey
Big dreams in my head, but my stomach was empty
Might crack a smile but ain't nothing funny
I remember playing over needles in the street
Everywhere I went, it felt like a heat
Thirteen-thirteen was hookers and hoes
On 11th Avenue selling bodies for dope (Whoa)
Remember crying and saying that won't be me
Gonna make it one day, I gotta be somebody
Say, mom, don’t worry, it’s just you and me
But one day we’ll escape this misery (Hey!)

We got the goods now
They’re out of luck now
I squeeze seven and now they all duck down
We’ve got a ton of extra clips ‘cause we ain't broke now
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

We own the kingdom so we gotta make way
We came from the bottom and now we’re on top, babe
And now the whole community can live great
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

Here's my ghetto story (story)
Been through hell and back, now I’m aiming higher
Here's my ghetto story (story)
So many reasons to sing now, plus now we got the keys to the kingdom

Jamaica got messed up, through greed and gluttony
Politics manipulate and push kids' buttons
But we’re rich now, so they can’t tell me nothing
'Cause we’re making Mama eat fish and mutton
Over there let me tell you something
‘Cause I’m here in the States now a guy killed my cousin
And I hear TD's there but he said he wasn't
Anytime I fly down he gets about a dozen
'Cause

We got the goods now
They’re out of luck now
I squeeze seven and now they all duck down
We’ve got a ton of extra clips ‘cause we ain't broke now
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)

We own the kingdom so we gotta make way
We came from the bottom and now we’re on top, babe
And now the whole community can live great
(Rah, rah, rah, rah)