Lyrics

Hustlin and trappin to Survive...Welcome to the Ghetto Life
Smoking Weed All Day and Night...Welcome to the Ghetto Life

Whatever happened to the yachts and the bank-roll?
The Ten Million dollar spot with the Ranger Rove?
I woke up and it's the pot and the yayo... like a nigga done forgot what I came fo
I'm like a wino, drinking by the case-load... or that jay spoke smoking til his brains froze
You see success around the corner, but you can't go
It's like these junkies and these rappers on the same dope
In these streets full of peons and fake hoes, and the radio directors on the same boat
It's like I'm trapped in a storm without a raincoat...
I got to see the gold pot at the rainbow

But until that day, I'm a keep on hustlin'...
So I can live a better life, and everything will be alright (ay-oh)

Hustlin and trappin to Survive...Welcome to the Ghetto Life
Smoking Weed All Day and Night...Welcome to the Ghetto Life
[REPEAT]

I can't believe it, it's done been another year
Tired of doing free shows, gotta hustle here
And this industry... boy they'll fuck you here
And they'll do it without a muthafuckin rubber here
When you're high and you're shining like a chandelier
You got promoters workin hard like it's their career
But when your fame die and your bank clear,
Niggas throw you to the side like a souvenir
If I only knew then what I knew now....
I probably wouldn't be n this muthafuckin booth now
But you don't wanna hear that... you wanna hear "OooWow!"
I wish I could enjoy the labor in my fruits now

But until that day, I'm a keep on hustlin'...
So I can live a better life, and everything will be alright (ay-oh)

Hustlin and trappin to Survive...Welcome to the Ghetto Life
Smoking Weed All Day and Night...Welcome to the Ghetto Life
[REPEAT]