Ghetto Yout Lyrics

[Intro: Clairo, Lancey Foux]
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Oh
Yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
We can live on grace
Yeah, yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Ooooooooo-wooooo
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Bakar, Clairo]
We can fall from grace
Oh, nah, nah
We can fall above
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Tears run down my face
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Diving with my heart
We can fall from grace
Oh, nah, nah
We can fall above
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Tears run down my face
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Diving with my heart

[Bridge: Lancey Foux]
Oooooooo
Yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah
Ahh-woo
Psyke
Boh, boh, boh
Yeah
Ah-woo
Boh, boh, boh
Yeah-yeah
Psyke

[Verse 2: Lancey Foux]
Money gonna change what I meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one?
Nobody I idolise
It's only me that I'm scared of
It's only me in the ride at night, hop in the coupe and I tear off
Thinking bout' when it's my time to die, could go, you know I got my bread up
Close my eyes try and watch my life, and I'm looking like "oh it's you"
Aged 19, what were you doing?, 2 hoes in the bed, 1 couldn't do it
Even the day I hopped out the womb, I knew that I couldn't abide by the rules
I clocked this shit, I don't wanna go school, came last in class, first class what I flew
African man, I walk with the jewels
Walk with the blood, bring your man, bring your crew
Ain't no man I could be scared of
Ain't no man I could be scared of
Until I look in the mirror, ain't no one I could be scared of
Any girl, I pick a rare one
She wanna fuck till she give up
I know what I am, what I'm meant for
This story gonna bring tear drops
Open my eyes in the ride
I'm only scared of I, I

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Money gonna change what I meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one?
Nobody I idolise
It's only me that I'm scared of

[Verse 3: Monkey]
It's a vibe
Wax them 40's when we pull up in the ride
You better hide little nigga, don't act silly bullets fly, little nigga
My bitch ain't Bonnie but I'm Clyde with this 9 or this spinner
Alexander my eyes, under my eyes, bags in the bank
Bags stuffed in the shoe box, yeah we'll try make for truth
You're my bro, we're splitting this food
Used to rob niggas, still do
My advice, please don't get rude
Friends on my back, so more time I'm cocooned

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
Money gonna change what I meant to be, my heart with a ghetto
My young boy right beside of me, ready to redrum
We can go eye to eye and see, who'll be the scared one?
Nobody I idolise
It's only me that I'm scared of