Ghetto Child

It's crazy out here

I'm tryna keep my head strong

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

This ghetto got me crazy

Mama, won't you pray for your baby?

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I feel like a bird nigga with no wings

I'm stuck in this ghetto tryna have a little change

My homies killing up each other cause we gotta eat

And I ain't tripping cause I'm running from the police

I done seen little kids in the projects starving

I done seen more hoes messy than Marvin

See in the ghetto, the sun, it barely shine

But so many niggas in jail in the welfare line

And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country

Till I found out Bill Gates had all the money

And the media starting east and west coast wars

I'm from the south where they prejudice on us all

Commodity powdered milk and eggs don't fill us up

But why the government sold us drugs and charge us to clean us up

Gave us rehabs and high interest student loans

Four dollar minimum wage and section eight we call it home

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

This ghetto got me crazy

Mama, won't you pray for your baby?

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

It's real, when you can do whatever you want do, when you want do it

Ain't too many niggas out there living like that

That's why the rest of y'all niggas ain't never go through it

How many niggas in the pen, how many

Niggas in the cemetery don't know why?

How many strikes y'all niggas need?

How many innocent children in the ghetto gotta lose their lives?

Tell me why, why you gotta make your mama cry?

Huh, she told you stay out the street cause that's where you gon' die

But you don't listen cause your mind

Is one trick and your head is hard

And you're getting flipped and you're talking back

Showing your ass, acting straight up off the wall

Let me talk to y'all, don't think it's too hard to fall

But that's far and all, I done saw it all

It was cool when it started off

Now the niggas ducking bullets like dodgeball

Niggas got me scared to plant a seed, fear of how it's gon' grow

Living in a messed up world and a messed up time

I'm telling you, you can't do shit no more

It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands

That's why I'm praying to God, oh heavenly father

Keep my head above the water

It's your world, but we your children, your sons and your daughters

We struggling, trying to get out the ghetto

And they constantly trying to make it to mars

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

This ghetto got me crazy

Mama, won't you pray for your baby?

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

Dear mama, pray for your son, hoping I can make it through this game

Wishing I could change, I've been through so much

Seen so many things, I couldn't find the words to explain

Only way to avoid stress, to get high by drinking Hennessy

But I can't get too high, so I keep my eyes on my enemies

I've seen harder times, but there gon' be some harder days

Penitentiary close but you know what, cemeteries ain't that far away

Before I die, I'm trying to make the whole world feel us

I got people scared to stand near us

Cause the way we express ourselves

They think that we all some killers

Now look through the eyes of this

Ghetto child, influenced by the streets

Go to sleep to gunshots, wake up from sirens from the police

Now my life ain't been the same, man, life as a thug

If I had to draw a picture of my life

I'd have to paint my picture in blood

Closest homie died, before he died he looked up and told me this

"Get you some, cause cemeteries packed with

Full of niggas who had dreams to be rich

So keep your head up," to all my ghetto children

It was hard to tell my family one day

I was gon' grow up to make millions

When I told them, they seemed to laugh at my so-called dream

I like to scream when I came home from jail

Told my best friend turned to a fiend

I ain't gon' lie, my conscience ain't clear when I close my eyes

But you gotta realize that God forgive

Me, I'm just out here tryna survive

They cut welfare and healthcare, that shit's gotta stop

But I got a positive note, my auntie having a baby

Congratulations, she on rocks

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

This ghetto got me crazy

Mama, won't you pray for your baby?

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it

I'm just a ghetto child tryna make it