Tinashe, Buddy - Ghetto 24 lyrics
Tinashe [Tinashe Jorgensen Kachingwe] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
Simmie Sims III [Pastor PassTheBlunt] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tinashe, Buddy - Ghetto 24 lyrics]
Blood stains on my clothes from fallen bros
He sobbin' while his body going
Cold on hallway floor
Just another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose
Lockjaw from Molly I got from
Random broad at Coachella
We go hard
She wanna ménage with' me just for
The thrill of it all
All
(Looking for a long way out of here)
Tired of these niggas tryna' bond
You a vagabond
Go read the bible or the
Quran since you got time
Instead of worryin' 'bout mine, nigga
House foreclosed but nobody knows
I'm walking around with yellow golds
Sierra Leone stones
Just stuck in this hellhole
All I need is you (Damn)
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
If it's matter over mind
The stars are aligned
All I need is you
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
Never gonna apologize 'cause I
Love what I like
(Yeah)
Twenty dollars a gram in a plastic bag
Back in high school was everlasting
Now we get blasted in the
Bathroom at the Grammys
I'm eating fried chicken with chopsticks
Watch this, I pop shit like Redenbach'
Bitch
Plot thickens, guap flippin'
It don't matter if the clock tickin'
I'm not trippin' 'cause my watch glisten
Ghetto tales over yellowtail, it never fails
The parallel pairs well, this shit is unreal
Motherfucker you can't tell
Cop cars and squabbles in backyards
My mom was a black queen
My dad was a crack fiend
What that mean? A down bitch all I need
(Yeah, uh)
All I need is you
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
If it's matter over mind
The stars are aligned
Looking for the long way down, oh
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
Never gonna apologize 'cause I
Love what I like
He sobbin' while his body going
Cold on hallway floor
Just another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose
Lockjaw from Molly I got from
Random broad at Coachella
We go hard
She wanna ménage with' me just for
The thrill of it all
All
(Looking for a long way out of here)
Tired of these niggas tryna' bond
You a vagabond
Go read the bible or the
Quran since you got time
Instead of worryin' 'bout mine, nigga
House foreclosed but nobody knows
I'm walking around with yellow golds
Sierra Leone stones
Just stuck in this hellhole
All I need is you (Damn)
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
If it's matter over mind
The stars are aligned
All I need is you
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
Never gonna apologize 'cause I
Love what I like
(Yeah)
Twenty dollars a gram in a plastic bag
Back in high school was everlasting
Now we get blasted in the
Bathroom at the Grammys
I'm eating fried chicken with chopsticks
Watch this, I pop shit like Redenbach'
Bitch
Plot thickens, guap flippin'
It don't matter if the clock tickin'
I'm not trippin' 'cause my watch glisten
Ghetto tales over yellowtail, it never fails
The parallel pairs well, this shit is unreal
Motherfucker you can't tell
Cop cars and squabbles in backyards
My mom was a black queen
My dad was a crack fiend
What that mean? A down bitch all I need
(Yeah, uh)
All I need is you
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(Another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
If it's matter over mind
The stars are aligned
Looking for the long way down, oh
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
(It's another ghetto 24, shit, I suppose)
Never gonna apologize 'cause I
Love what I like