Ghetto Star - Bad Azz

You know those days when you hear the lord calling you

But you don’t respond 'cuz you ballin' and your all in two

Your ghetto star lifestyles, big houses and cars

Million dollar phone calls to bad bitches and all

A nigga don’t make five bucks to spend before he come up

Sippin' out this half a pint bout to light up this blunt

Just reminicin' bout past years, deaths and tears

So many fallin' peers I’d never though I’d see these years

Swallowin' my tank of beer hope the rain hide the tears

Pray to God I ain’t scared, if they bust, hide and hit

And if they come fightin' shit I won’t believe it cuz I’m low

I’m a child of God and keep mashin' for whats good to me

You should recognize game when it’s all in your face

Would you choose to lie and die mamed so you fall on your face

But I refuse to lose so I ball in my space

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear the penitentary callin'

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear lord Jesus callin'

Ghetto Star, Ghetto Star

I invented my own lifestyle from crumbs and dope

Fuck shattered dreams there’s fatter things that come from hope

You heard 'em holla «keep ya head up»

I ask God to help us out

The world’s caught a plague and everybody’s weapons out

Shoot first, and never get to the ask questions part

When we blast testin' marks you ain’t fit to live a day here

Best to keep your heat and hold your post you wanna stay here

It sure ain’t worth askin' why I stay so high

You don’t irritate my mind

And I ain’t got time if it ain’t about a dime

The fat pace, crack chase, played out with ces

It’s gettin' rich with Low Lifes ands it’s put on my chest

And fuck a high speed chase, gettin' laced with slugs

And stuck steppin' off a plane duct taped with drugs

I’m tryin to live my life to the fullest extent

You crossed my clique noe you know what them bullets just meant

We keep it hittin' hard bangin' corners bouncin' up the boulevard

Smokin' somethin', niggas dumpin' hollerin' bout «life is hard»

Just cuz we ride to live, mean somethin' gotta give

I don’t care who you are, live like a ghetto star

Life is only one time, that’s why we hate one-time

Tryin' to live my life, my life under the sunshine

That’s why I live, when they get deep I hold my breath

And here’s my only reply when he asks me 'bout death

I said, «I never could picture me dead

Could only see my life is lavish and obviously

I can get it so I gotta have it»

And you can live your life forever scarred

But I’mma ball 'till I’m gone livin' life as a ghetto star

Bently coups, mini mansions like Snoop

And watch full of rocks, million dollar speed baots, yaughts

All the time I got.

is spent on some hood shit

Pray when I see the break of day on some good shit

Hit the liquor store to get some blunts for the dope

Man if I ain’t hight, can’t cope

God help us

You hope to hear us holler his name

He know we stuck in all this sea and chasin dollars and fame

When will it end

The pain and the pressures of life come at once

And the only remedy is some drinks mixed with blunts

The lord knows what goes on behind closed doors

And it’s twntey five to life with those ho’s with gold?

bows?

Catch you at your momma’s hose slippin'

Gang bangers from the game we ride when it’s time for dippin'

Kill the cops, fuck they law, they ain’t arresting me

Life is jail without bars and ghetto star is my destiny

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear the penitentary callin'

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear lord Jesus callin'

Ghetto Star, Ghetto Star

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear the penitentary callin'

Live my life straight ballin'

I hear lord Jesus callin'

Ghetto Star, Ghetto Star