Lil' Ghetto Boy

And then his spot get gunned up

I never visioned it'd be homicide

Because they told me he'll live

That's what they said when my homie Boosie died

Could all these millions bring my nigga back?

Could all these millions feed children?

Could all these millions make my spirit fat?

Would all my friends become my enemies?

When my family becomes astonished

Will my strengths becomes an enemy?

Is this "pretend to be? "

A vivid and magically?

A vivid and magically

I wonder, I wonder...

I wonder, whoooooaa-ooohhh-oaahhhhh

I wonder what my life would be if I...

Had that paaaper (Had that paper)

I'm just a ghetto boy (Ohhh, ohhh)

A little ghetto boy (If I liiive)

Now if I live on top of the world (The world)

Shinin' like, diamonds and pearls (Diamonds and peaaarls, yeah)

Still a ghetto boy (Mmm)

A little ghetto boy

Back in the days, when I was poor

I'm not poor anymore

But somedays

I said I wish that I was poor again

Back in the days, when I was poor

I'm not poor anymore (Da-da-da-da)

But somedays

I said I wish that I was poor again (Ohhh)

I remember when I stole deep

When it was cold outside

Sellin' packs and holdin' heat

Run up and I fold in the street

Penitentiary moldin' me

And the city get as cold as, thugs

I wonder will I come up? Get gunned up?

Turned up? Or anotha' sta-tistic

And my mama just goin', ball-istic

Realistic-ally, don't wanna do the caper

But I gotta get the paper, niggas ballin'

Cause the county judge is callin'

And the lawyer keep stallin'

Why my niggas keep fallin', victim

To the same old theory?

Another bad outcome, leavin' mothers just out-done

Then it suddenly just sinked in

That my nigga just died last weekend, tears rollin'

And I'm goin' off the deep end

But I gotta stay stong, for the mothers and the kids

Just standin' there lookin' at the chalk line

In his hand was a cocked nine

Now should I walk a straight line?

Cause "Time After Time"

I just wanna rewind, and talk to you

At the grave site, gave it to 'em every day and night

But it's alright, and I really wanna talk to you

I really wanna talk to you (Just really wanna talk to you)

Wassup junior, I've been waitin' to say this for a long time

I love you nigga, and I miss you (Johnny P: Ohhh, ohhh yea, ohh-oh)

I wonder what my life would be if I... (Whoooaa)

Had that paaaper (Whooaa)

I'm just a ghetto boy (My life would be)

A little ghetto boy (If I liiive)

Now if I live on top of the world

Shinin' like, diamonds and pearls (Diamonds and peaaarls, yeah)

Still a ghetto boy (Mmm)

A little ghetto boy (Ohhh)