This is a song about "Getting out the ghetto"

I get my paper, y'all just hate

In the ghetto n' threw shade.

That's why they can't mess up my flow

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

You got that indie glow

She said she’s from the ghetto

Bow our heads, say our grace, getting out the hood is a god damn race

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Lying muhfucka done nuttin for the ghetto

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,