“Ghetto Gospel” doesn’t preach from a pulpit; it speaks from the street corner. Aguero Banks and King Perryy treat the song like a testimony, not a sermon. From the first moments, you feel the balance between hardship and hope, as if the music is carrying both pain and belief in the same breath. This is gospel shaped by concrete roads, not church benches.
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It's your Black Boy Banks
Onye anwụrụ
Continental
Yeah, wake up in the morning say my prayers (ehn ehn)
Thank chukwu for daily bread (oh nah)
Akanchawa with plenty bread (oh nah)
Let me hear you say halle (halle halle)
Big money we stacking
Oluwa get my backing
Them no fit see me slacking
Bad belle dem we smacking
Dirty yarns we trashing
Praise the lord, break the law
Let me hear you say halle
Achọ m my peace, so ejịm my riz
As a road boy anọ m on my trips
It's been a crazy ass week
But still enwem ekene on my lips
Ejị m English na my grip
Ede new balance na my drip
They can't reach me kam e switch sim
The truth bụna amarọm how I'm feeling (kee your way?)
I'm still up all night
And my second line is still beeping
My Dad sị na ịje nwoke dị tough
Well, I thought he was kidding
Now i still want more
Upon na m checkie my account m fụụ milly
Buh m checkie whatsapp m fụụ billing
So I pack my bag and I hit the road
I get my food and I eat with bros
All day anọ m na-ịrụ ọrụ
Ịrụ ọrụ ka German Defeo
So I pack my bag and I hit the road
I get my food and I eat with bros
All day anọ m na-ịrụ ọrụ
Ịrụ ọrụ ka German Defeo
Yeah, wake up in the morning say my prayers (ehn ehn)
Thank chukwu for daily bread (oh nah)
Akanchawa with plenty bread (oh nah)
Let me hear you say halle (halle halle)
Big money we stacking
Oluwa get my backing
Them no fit see me slacking
Bad belle dem we smacking
Dirty yarns we trashing
Praise the lord, break the law
Let me hear you say Halle
See akụkọ m abụrọ news
Ịjụọ ụmụ ogbe ga ekwunwu
I was down in the trench
Eche mgbe ogem ga erunu
Ịna eti ka anapụ ekwensu ike
Enyegi ya now ịga ebunwu?
Men zigi mmiri ha achuru, iga echunwu?
Bro I left the studio checkie my wallet
Aloba I just cashed out
My plug no on speed dial
Sịya weterụm sativa with dark stout
Seven figures bata my wallet last night
I nearly passed out
Asị na ana-achọ m na ogbe
Mme passport m
Mbanye down south
So I pack my bag and I hit the road
I get my food and I eat with bros
All day anọ m na-ịrụ ọrụ
Ịrụ ọrụ ka German Defeo
So I pack my bag and I hit the road
I get my food and I eat with bros
All day anọ m na-ịrụ ọrụ
Ịrụ ọrụ ka German Defeo
Extraordinaire
Where I was born and where I was raised
They're something that are outside of your dream
Uploaded by: Nnamdi • Upload date: 12/16/2025
