Lyrics Ghetto Gospel 3 (Dripped & Screwed) - Sauce Walka

Ghetto Gospel 3 (Dripped & Screwed)

Ooo wee Splash\nI’m just trying to raise the consciousness\nOoo wee\nLottery ticket in her hands she trying to hit that Powerball\nHer father in the feds he been gone for twenty falls\nIt’s brazy one decision will make you break twenty laws\nThe daughter found the lawyer appeal he wants ninety thousand (Wow)\nRunning in the house it ain’t these ducking these cars\nBoy selling fentanyl when he could’ve stuck with the pounds\nIt’s a marathon, nigga not a race\nBut trappers forget until it’s a life sentence in they face\nTake your forty years with grace\nDon’t cooperate just face the actions of your fate\nUnless you beat your case just be a made man and stay\nWhen remember swimming by the lakes and riding four wheelers\nWho ever thought those kids would be king-pins and cold killers\nAlicia son died at twelve still feel his soul with us\nInstead of AAU she bought lip injections and nose fillers\nShe outside chasing the life never at home with\nHer sister ain’t an incredible mother how is they so different\nDraymond Green at the pool I’m about to hoe niggas\nYour big homie telling the news and he a blow sniffer\nHow you looking up to pussy cat with four whiskers\nEvery day you breath it’s a bad day bring he four snickers\nBitch she walking with no pickles\nShe done bought a brand new coupe for sucking popsicles\nWhen you hear the car whistle\nSwitches on these Glocks turn these forty cals to live missiles\nDiamonds in this watch don’t mean shit if I lose time with you\nWhen you fly high from the flock keep that iron with you\nIt ain’t no slipping and ain’t no falling\nEverybody want to foul a player when he balling\nMaybach looking like Khabib when he crawling\nWhere was all your numbers when y’all needed and now ya’ll calling\nTime to smoke this Zion headed to New Orleans\nCould’ve put the zion but my pimping flawless\nHave you seen a millionaire become an alcoholic\nMove back to public housing\nThey was mad when he was on but was smiling when he\nAin’t it sick people rather see you broke then be around\nInstead of motivate you to go and be outstanding\nChris started a trucking business at\nStarted making so much money he tried to go and buy a mountain\nBut one day he found something was missing and then he found it\nAuntie done backdoored him and hit\nFor nine hundred thousand\nNow his soul his crying\nWhy we always getting butchered by own kind\nTry to support black businesses and get hit with black crime\nSomebody gotta draw the black line\nWe out here wrassling for a belt trying to save mankind\nYeah I love a badass bitch and all her tan lines\nBefore I let a ho wife me\nI’ll walk in sandmines hopping off landmines\nPolice shot the innocents throwing hands sign\nCrucify Kanye on the news to keep the fans blind\nJoe Biden can’t tie his shoes but supposed trying to lead mine\nShe dedicated her life to some fools that kept her sunshine\nLeft her on the darkside\nHer soul crying feel her tears\nHow long we raised to hate each other\nToo many years\nWe glorify dope sellers not engineers\nOr the working man a target to his peers\nMaybach switching gears Miami on them peers\nHave them Haitian for acting touch on the beers\nHave you ever slapped the car a driver before he steer\nAll through the windows trying to knock off his ear\nOr did you live fear\nGranny doing a yard sale price of souvenirs\nStill behind on rent she ask for help nobody hear her\nHow she left alone when she done raised so many kids\nThis Sauce Ghetto Gospel this exactly how it is