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 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 aint 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 Hook: Live my life straight ballin' I hear the penitentary callin' Live my life straight ballin' I hear lord Jesus callin' Ghetto Star, Ghetto Star Verse 2: 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 aint fit to live a day here Best to keep your heat and hold your post you wanna stay here It sure aint worth askin' why I stay so high You don't irritate my mind And I aint got time if it aint about a dim