Bad Ass - Ghetto Star Lyrics
This is for all my Low Life thug niggas yeah,livin' they life as a ghetto star, you know (worldwide)Verse 1:You know those days when you hear the lord calling youBut you don't respond 'cuz you ballin' and your all in twoYour ghetto star lifestyles, big houses and carsMillion dollar phone calls to bad *****es and allA nigga don't make five bucks to spend before he come upSippin' out this half a pint bout to light up this bluntJust reminicin' bout past years, deaths and tearsSo many fallin' peers I'd never though I'd see these yearsSwallowin' my tank of beer hope the rain hide the tearsPray to God I aint scared, if they bust , hide and hitAnd if they come fightin' shit I won't believe it cuz I'm lowI'm a child of God and keep mashin' for whats good to meYou should recognize game when it's all in your faceWould you choose to lie and die mamed so you fall on your faceBut I refuse to lose so I ball in my spaceHook:Live my life straight ballin'I hear the penitentary callin'Live my life straight ballin'I hear lord Jesus callin'Ghetto Star, Ghetto StarVerse 2:I invented my own lifestyle from crumbs and dope***** shattered dreams there's fatter things that come from hopeYou heard 'em holla "keep ya head up"I ask God to help us outThe world's caught a plague and everybody's weapons outShoot first, and never get to the ask questions partWhen we blast testin' marks you aint fit to live a day hereBest to keep your heat and hold your post you wanna stay hereIt sure aint worth askin' why I stay so highYou don't irritate my mindAnd I aint got time if it aint about a dim
