Seem like...seem like always tryin' to get to a certain point, know what I'm sayin'? you get there, it what you thought it was. So even the realest mothafucka...mufuckas seem like they got it made, got fantasies. There's no end to a fantasy. Once you reach your fantasy, you got more fantasies. That's real. on with it, Foe Foe.
It's all the money, hoes, and gats And hangin' my Rydas smokin' bag after bag after bag, whut!? Bitch, we up in the hood like a legend Always 'Cause the top is where I'm Top of the world, I got the Rydas in diamonds, all I'm smokin' an ounce another mission, you hoes On your Foe about to blow, plow!!! it to me, I want it all for me I'm greedy Fulfillin' my ghetto fantasty, so fuck the
I was born in the ghetto where all my folks Dreams of black trucks bumps and pushin' weight like a superstar Hookin' up with mail em' high and runnin' it for new cars When I grew up, I worth a dime Cribs no lights, where I spent my time Wasn't 'nough high Out for one rhymes Blowin' Pullin' On a 'Cause I was a broke I got with the Rydas, started sportin' black trucks...
Ghetto fantasies, love don't live anymore Rydas are for real, Rydas are for Rydas wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right, Ghetto fantasies, don't live here anymore Rydas are for real, are for life Rydas doin' wrong, I'm to do what's right,
I make my ghetto fantasies realities ass Rydas with ghetto mentalities Growin' up without shit, no >From houses to mansions in the hills And a big black with the bump in my driveway Back in the days when Clip have it that way Turn around on my shit, I'ma to see a wig and it All my came true now, holler at Bullet
Ryder trucks, I wanna buy one of Just 'cause it says Ryder on the of em' I want a of trucks To carry all my And mudducks I'm tux Chucks 'Cause this I eat so much Ramen pride, I'm startin' to it's my "Waddup Ramen!!" Hi! I'm by on powdered milk and a can of cheese But the best thing in my is free My
Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here Rydas are for real, are for life Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do right, Ghetto fantasies, love live here anymore Rydas are for real, are for life doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,
Well My ghetto Has gotta be a way to get me and my people out of I'm G But you ain't me By me And me How tough me and the be We to get it together before we fall apart So all yo' shit, my gat is aimed straight at your But I'm and I gotta get what's mine And I'm breakin' off in the drive-thru line,
My ghetto to roll with a million Gs Rydas me Ready to die me pounds of weed Till my fuckin' eyes a 'tois like a mufuckas what we need And we be them rydin' to bust, Psychopathic Rydas Have the scared of us And if they kills us Then our souls will Dwellin' in they Till they feel my fuckin' And that's real
Ghetto fantasies, love live here anymore Rydas are for real, Rydas are for doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right, Ghetto fantasies, don't live here anymore Rydas are for real, Rydas are for Rydas wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right, Ghetto fantasies, love don't live anymore No, no, noooo....no, no, noooo....