Ghetto
Mustard Lyrics

Kick pimpin' on a bitch like
I'm confidently engaging with women as if it's a routine part of my lifestyle.

Call me fresh out the shower when you on FaceTime
I maintain my charisma and readiness, even when casually connecting online.

Peace signs to my dogs on the nosebleed, game on
I acknowledge my friends in a high, distant place, expressing camaraderie while being ready for challenges.

You can't act like you don't know me (don't know me)
There's no pretending you’re unfamiliar with who I am; my presence is known.

On Monday, I'm ghetto, Tuesday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
Every day is representative of my roots and environment.

Wednesday, I'm rich and Thursday, I'm ghetto (slatt)
No matter my wealth, I am reminded of my humble beginnings.

You can take my body, but my soul in the ghetto (yeah)
While I may be physically removed from my origins, my true self remains tied to my upbringing.

And I'll never settle, 'cause I'm out the ghetto
I strive for more and refuse to become complacent despite my success.

On Friday, I'm ghetto, on Saturday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
Throughout the week, I stay grounded and connected to my roots.

On Sunday, I'm blessed and back to the ghetto
I feel fortunate but still return to the neighborhood that shaped me.

So take my body, but my soul in the ghetto
You might physically possess me, but my essence remains in my origins.

No, I never settled 'cause I'm out the ghetto (yeah, SEX)
I continuously strive for greatness, never accepting a lower standard.

Rose-gold Patek Philippe, fuck my dandruff (yeah)
I sport luxurious items while disregarding minor inconveniences in life.

I just helped my partner mama beat cancer (on God)
I actively support my community by contributing to significant health struggles.

In the hood, throw a proper 'paganza ('ganza)
I celebrate life in my community with genuine gatherings and events.

I ditch this bitch to you, I got my bands up (skrrt)
I leave behind distractions because I am focused on my financial progress.

I seen mans on the 'Gram with a dancer (dancer)
I've noticed people on social media showcasing their glamorous lifestyles.

I just had her (uh-huh), I just splashed her (splash)
I indulged in a brief romantic encounter, making an impression.

I just told 'em bring bands, all cash here (all cash)
When I demand payment, I require tangible money only, highlighting my financial integrity.

I had three Lamborghinis just the last year (skrrt, skrrt)
I have accumulated significant wealth showcased through my luxury vehicles.

I get ghetto when the time come
When necessary, I embrace my roots and the rawness of my upbringing.

I'm a vessel to my damn son
I serve as a guide and provider for my child, ensuring his future.

Buy a castle, I'm in the sun (whoa)
I aspire for grand achievements, reflecting my rise from hardship to success.

Gucci slippers, I'll never run
I embrace my luxury lifestyle, feeling no need to escape or abandon it.

Kick pimpin' on a bitch like
I confidently engage in romantic pursuits as part of my character.

Call me fresh out the shower when you on FaceTime
I'm always prepared to show my best self in any interaction.

Peace signs to my dogs on the nosebleed, game on
I acknowledge my friends from afar, showcasing unity while embracing competition.

You can't act like you don't know me (don't know me)
There's no denying my impact and presence in your life.

On Monday, I'm ghetto, Tuesday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
I carry my identity and origins with pride every single day.

Wednesday, I'm rich and Thursday, I'm ghetto (slatt)
Despite wealth, my core identity remains rooted in my past.

You can take my body, but my soul in the ghetto (yeah)
While my physical presence can change, my identity and essence stay grounded in where I came from.

And I'll never settle, 'cause I'm out the ghetto
I constantly push beyond limitations, refusing to accept anything less than I deserve.

On Friday, I'm ghetto, on Saturday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
Throughout the week, I consistently honor my roots and my upbringing.

On Sunday, I'm blessed and back to the ghetto
While I acknowledge my blessings, I still return to the environment that shaped me.

So take my body, but my soul in the ghetto
You can have my physical form, but my true identity remains tied to my beginnings.

No, I never settled 'cause I'm out the ghetto (yeah, SEX)
I continually strive for personal growth, never allowing myself to become stagnant.

I just want everybody to have that same feelin'
My desire is for others to experience the fulfillment and joy that I have found.

I put people on so they can put people on
I empower others to succeed so they can, in turn, help others rise.

I don't put 'em on for them to get money
My motivation for supporting others is not solely for financial gain.

I don't put you on to, to make you a millionaire, I put you on so you can put somebody else on
I invest in others' success so they can become mentors and providers too.

Nigga, you gotta show somebody, you gotta teach what's taught
It's essential to pass on knowledge and experiences to others in need.

Show somebody else how to do it
Encouraging others to succeed is a way to create a supportive community.

If God give me enough, God gave me more than enough money to take care me and my kids
I believe my financial blessings are meant to support my family abundantly.

I got enough money to, to provide for them 'til they die
I am financially secure enough to ensure my family’s well-being for generations.

Put them in college, put them through college
I aspire to facilitate education and opportunities for my children.

I feel like the more I get, I feel like
With each success, I am reminded of my accountability and purpose.

He givin' it to me for a reason, he givin' it to me so, 'cause it's like, aight
I see my blessings as a responsibility to support others as well as myself.

Your whole family, everybody shit tooken care of now, it's like
When I find success, I take pride in ensuring my family’s needs are met.

Do this for him, do this for him, do this for him
I dedicate my efforts to those who depend on me and acknowledge their importance.

Some people forget it, but you know, I'm one of them ones that try to stay true, man, stay pure
While many may lose themselves to fame or wealth, I strive to remain authentic and grounded.

On Monday, I'm ghetto, Tuesday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
Each day serves as a reminder of my roots and the life I come from.

Wednesday, I'm rich and Thursday, I'm ghetto (yeah, yeah)
Even in wealth, my identity remains intertwined with my origins.

You can take my body, but my soul in the ghetto (soul in the ghetto)
Though my physical form may shift, my essence will always be connected to my beginnings.

And I'll never settle, 'cause I'm out the ghetto (yeah, yeah)
I refuse to relax or accept a lesser version of my current self; striving for greatness is paramount.

On Friday, I'm ghetto, on Saturday, I'm ghetto (yeah)
The continuity of my connection to my roots persists throughout the week.

On Sunday, I'm blessed and back to the ghetto
My gratitude is expressed through the recognition of my roots, despite my blessings.

So take my body, but my soul in the ghetto (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your control over me does not extend to who I am at my core; my identity remains with my origins.

No, I never settled 'cause I'm out the ghetto (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I continuously push for higher standards and aspirations, ensuring I remain committed to growth.