[Verse]

Back it up, bitch, better know the name

I’m the fire in the gutter, I’m the flame in the game

Put you in stitches, I don’t play with lames

One more dream lost to the dope and the chains

Crack your pipe, now you hustlin’ pride

Hit the streets, sell your soul just to survive

Body on the corner, tears in your eye

This that ghetto lullaby — live or die

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(Verse 1)

I came from the bottom, where the lights don’t shine

Where the devil do deals and the angels hide

Where a .45 talk, and the truth don’t lie

Seen mamas lose sons for that piece of the pie

Stack or starve, grind or fade

Razor blades, dirty fades, no shade

Every block got a story, every alley got a name

You either slangin’ or prayin’ you don’t end up the same

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(Hook)

Back it up, bitch, better know the name

I’m the fire in the gutter, I’m the flame in the game

Put you in stitches, I don’t play with lames

One more dream lost to the dope and the chains

Crack your pipe, now you hustlin’ pride

Hit the streets, sell your soul just to survive

Body on the corner, tears in your eye

This that ghetto lullaby — live or die

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(Verse 2)

Twelve at the door, gotta flush that stash

Can’t trust no one, even fam turn rat

Seen girls turn tricks just to eat that night

Seen kings fall off for that wrong high life

OGs gone, young bucks run the turf

No love here, just death and dirt

Every night’s war, every day’s a hustle

Better back it up — welcome to the struggle