作曲 : Ant Banks/Jamarr Antonio Stamps This is for all my Low Life thug ****** 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 *****es and all A ***** 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' s**t 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 **** **** 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 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 **** 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', ****** 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'ma 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 s**t Pray when I see the break of day on some good s**t Hit the liquor store to get some blunts for the **** Man if I aint 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, **** they law, they aint arresting me Life is jail without bars and ghetto star is my destiny (Hook: x2)
作曲 : Ant Banks/Jamarr Antonio Stamps This is for all my Low Life thug ****** 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 *****es and all A ***** 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' s**t 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 **** **** 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 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 **** 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', ****** 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'ma 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 s**t Pray when I see the break of day on some good s**t Hit the liquor store to get some blunts for the **** Man if I aint 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, **** they law, they aint arresting me Life is jail without bars and ghetto star is my destiny (Hook: x2)
