ELLA FITZGERALD - Gee, Ba lyrics

You know it's hard, out here in the streets

A pity we gotta be in these streets

Haters, are everywhere

Cause shit and with somethin' deeper than you and me

It's hard, a cold, cold world

Sometimes can't even trust ya own girl

Gotta stand here and face my fears

Ain't gonna shed no more tears

I started younger than most, got turned out sellin' dope

Skippin' school to fuck bitches, carryin' guns in my coat

With dreams to sit on meal tickets, if I slang enough of this shit

Become a boss and be a made man, impossible to hit

Buy a mansion like Scarface, estate surrounded by gates

Cold killers on the payroll, 'case they come for the safe

Build a empire, they can't infiltrate

We all aspire to be kings but we could end up bein' inmates

See it ain't all peaches and cream, take a look at the game

Pour out some Hennessy and take a walk down memory lane

I lost so many homies

Chasin' this American dream for Cuban links and Lamborghinis

Talkin' ballin' supreme, look in my eyes

And you can see the pain I'm feelin' inside, look in the sky

And ask the Lord to be my strength and my guide, and wonder why?

He put us here, because the ghetto is hell, we hypnotized

It's like the Devil got us under a spell, under a spell..

[Hook: repeat 2X]

Trapped..

In this ghetto prison and I'm always

Strapped..

People are acting crazy and I can't

Relax..

I ain't gon' stress it anymore I won't shed no tears

For half my life cats been tryin' to have my life

I been, blasted twice by jealous bastards right

And I done banked more cats than niggaz done wrote raps

Done balled off dope sacks

Fell off and came back

I done knocked on nigg