Who Don't - Ghetts, Ghetto

Everyone’s different

So what I want, you might not want

Visa versa, yeah

Who Don’t

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Who don’t?

Maybe you don’t but I do, material things

While some just want a bowl for their cereal in

'Cos they’re too poor to buy food

Homeless are living atrocious

What you know about a stomach full of ulcers?

Girls who are twelve with chlorosis

Count your health as a bonus

If you disagree

Imagine living with a disability counting on blood donors

Some are focused on diplomas, is it bogus?

I guess not

'Cos when you’re sitting in a sweat box

And jail be the next stop

You’d be looking at them like «let's swap»

Nobodies life is minus a crisis

Take my advice, it’s priceless

You can die from a virus

Hepatitis, even meningitis

Man’s sick and still got food on consignment?

It don’t stop, no matter the climate

It won’t stop, due to the level of violence

It’s so hot because of Trident

The road’s blocked

Sirens break silence

More time it isn’t the one with fire hydrant’s

Routine checks, even if you’re legit

They’ll waste your time analysing your license

It’s like an assignment

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Money be the main objective, they respect is

That’s why some man are so well connected

They ain’t never felt hell rejected

That’s status, that’s papers

That’s famous, here come the back stabbing traitors

More time it’s never the strangers

It’s somebody closer than neighbours

Now they wanna act like they awful courageous

And approaching the flamers

And he might be the type

That stripes can excite

It’s a fight for your life

When it’s time to decide

If pride is a crime, is it time to be shy

And all nice and polite?

Never cry to the swine

When your life’s on the line

Some say I’m not right in my mind

But I live by the street code

Something like Tyson in his prime

But I ain’t gonna lie

I be frightened of crying

It’s kill or be killed

Money’s the root of all evil

Still I wanna see at least three mil'

I know it’s deep still

I told you before, some just want a free meal

I could lose three bills and be on my feet still

Am I selfish?

Hell no but I sell dope

So my money’s as long as a railroad

As far as girls go

I stay strapped and I don’t mean velcro

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

MC’s are the subject of envy

So eventually kids be spitting in assembly

MC’s there’s plenty

Coming through the entry

Who don’t wanna be big from elementary

Drive a Bentley and live rent free

But for some it would take half a century

If not never

That’s why some pricks wanna ever prevent me

I ain’t got kids to feed but some day I will

Who don’t wanna have kids?

Some say it’s real, this life’s main appeal

But single mothers still struggle to pay the bills

Some baby fathers don’t wanna raise their kid

They’d rather raise stainless steel

And be caged or killed, that’s aimless still

Don’t ever take a child for granted

You could lose yours like the brother of Grant did

Love heals regardless…

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)

Who don’t wanna be rich?

(Who?)

Who don’t wanna be big?

(You?)

Who don’t wanna have status?

(No one)

Who don’t wanna have kids?

(Them)