[Intro]
Montana, you reckless
[Verse 1]
Child of the ghetto, yeah I was raised in the dirty
Broken family and trauma, I done seen it too early
I was took from my momma, so I grew up with my auntie
I used to think that she my mother and the feeling disturbed me
It affected my mental, in the streets
Cracking sunflower seeds between my dentals
Rappers make-believe and plus they lacking the credentials
Existential crisis had me way too sentimental
Stay up out the way is something I could recommend you
You wanna grow you gotta be alone
Had some work and I was shook how fast the shit was gone
Needed re-up, cause they steady hitting up my phone
Loyal to the plug, he said be patient, we gonna get it on
[Hook]
I started writing songs by a candle light
Child of the ghetto, ain’t no guidance from no satellite
Had to learn it by my dolo, we ain’t have it nice
Travel two hours, you can get it for like half the price
[Verse 2]
In the trenches connected globally
Raised in Romania, immigrated to Germany
I be out in Compton with my locs, chilling overseas
East side of Harlem, eating chicken at that Kennedy’s
I ain’t trusting on nobody
Talking like they killers but they never caught no body
Shorty think I’m stupid, said she only got a body
I don't care, I kick her out after that pussy getting bodied
Brodie on parole, he just had another court date
Free the lil homie doing time cause he ain’t thought straight
Know i been thinking for myself, and I ignore hate
Trynna mind mine, figure out whatever’s your fate, homie
And the ink is for the pain
Remember momma crying when I tatted up her name
I was in New York, recorded one of my tapes
And I made a few agreements with myself I couldn’t break
On east side
[Hook]
I started writing songs by a candle light
Child of the ghetto, ain’t no guidance from no satellite
Had to learn it by my dolo, we ain’t have it nice
Travel two hours, you can get it for like half the price
Montana, you reckless
[Verse 1]
Child of the ghetto, yeah I was raised in the dirty
Broken family and trauma, I done seen it too early
I was took from my momma, so I grew up with my auntie
I used to think that she my mother and the feeling disturbed me
It affected my mental, in the streets
Cracking sunflower seeds between my dentals
Rappers make-believe and plus they lacking the credentials
Existential crisis had me way too sentimental
Stay up out the way is something I could recommend you
You wanna grow you gotta be alone
Had some work and I was shook how fast the shit was gone
Needed re-up, cause they steady hitting up my phone
Loyal to the plug, he said be patient, we gonna get it on
[Hook]
I started writing songs by a candle light
Child of the ghetto, ain’t no guidance from no satellite
Had to learn it by my dolo, we ain’t have it nice
Travel two hours, you can get it for like half the price
[Verse 2]
In the trenches connected globally
Raised in Romania, immigrated to Germany
I be out in Compton with my locs, chilling overseas
East side of Harlem, eating chicken at that Kennedy’s
I ain’t trusting on nobody
Talking like they killers but they never caught no body
Shorty think I’m stupid, said she only got a body
I don't care, I kick her out after that pussy getting bodied
Brodie on parole, he just had another court date
Free the lil homie doing time cause he ain’t thought straight
Know i been thinking for myself, and I ignore hate
Trynna mind mine, figure out whatever’s your fate, homie
And the ink is for the pain
Remember momma crying when I tatted up her name
I was in New York, recorded one of my tapes
And I made a few agreements with myself I couldn’t break
On east side
[Hook]
I started writing songs by a candle light
Child of the ghetto, ain’t no guidance from no satellite
Had to learn it by my dolo, we ain’t have it nice
Travel two hours, you can get it for like half the price
( AdyB )
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