| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| To every city | |
| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| Every hood | |
| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| And every block | |
| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| Ghetto America! | |
| Rollin' through the hood | |
| Just stopped by to say what's up | |
| And let you know | |
| That your baby boy ain't doing so tough | |
| And even though you passed | |
| Going on four long years | |
| Still waking up late at night crying tears | |
| Just thinking about those days | |
| You used to talk to me | |
| Smilin' while I'm sippin' on this Hennesy | |
| And remember we bragged on how rich we would be | |
| To get up out this hood was like a fantasy | |
| [1] | |
| And now you hear my songs the radio is playin' | |
| Oh I can't believe my ears | |
| And what everybody's sayin' | |
| And boy I'll tell you | |
| Folks don't know the half | |
| I would give it all up | |
| Just to take one ride | |
| (With you) | |
| How I used to kick it on the front porch | |
| (With you) | |
| And how I used to lay back and smoke weed | |
| (With you) | |
| And all the little basement party joints we'd do | |
| Now I'm just missing you | |
| How I wish | |
| [2] | |
| I wish that I could hold you now | |
| I wish that I could touch you now | |
| I wish that I could talk to you | |
| Be with you somehow | |
| I know you're in a better place | |
| Even though I can't see your face | |
| I know you're smiling down on me | |
| Saying everything's okay | |
| And if I make it out this thug life | |
| I'll see you again someday | |
| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| I wish, I wish, I wish | |
| Now ever since this money come | |
| Been nothing but stress | |
| Sometimes I wish I could trade in my success | |
| Y'all look at me and say boy you've been blessed | |
| But y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness | |
| Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton | |
| That's why you hear me shootin' | |
| This real shit off like a gun | |
| Hmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now | |
| If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house | |
| That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits | |
| And fake ass players get a real player hatin' 'em | |
| Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around | |
| But y'all don't wanna raise the roof | |
| Until my shit is going down | |
| [Repeat 1] | |
| (With you) | |
| How I used to hoop off in them tournaments | |
| (With you) | |
| And how I used to club hop on weekends | |
| (With you) | |
| Your family called the morning of the tragic end | |
| Damn, my condolensces | |
| [Repeat 2] | |
| Voices in my head be telling me to come to church | |
| Saying the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt | |
| Dreaming of windows black tinted like a hearse | |
| When waking up to life sometimes seems worst | |
| And all I ever wanted is to be a better man | |
| And I try to keep it real with my homies land | |
| For me to save the world I don't understand | |
| How did I become the leader of a billion fans? | |
| [Repeat 1] | |
| (With you) | |
| How I used to street perform on Friday | |
| (With you) | |
| And how I used to go to church on Easter Sunday | |
| (With you) | |
| Instead of you all throwing them stones at me | |
| Somebody pray for me |
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