It's like my adversaries plottin on my death
But I put my life in God's hands, y'know
I'm thugged out for life, I'm a ghetto nigga for life
and uhh.. I ain't runnin from no problems
I'm just, tryin to be stress free y'know
Sometimes you just gotta sit back and uhh..
hit that sess and let it just marinate y'know
Get away, ya heard me?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?
My soldiers roll with me
To a place, where we all,
can just get away
Is there a ghetto in the sky? Is there a ghetto in the sky?