Geto Fantasy Lyrics

I used to watch TV and see the superstars Three story mansions and fancy cars Now picture that a Geto Boy walking that life G Coming up in a house full of negativity
Everybody drinking everybody smoking Everybody cussin' and fussin' like hell I'm hopin' That I can raise up outta this mess I'm too damn young to be distressed and oh yes
I went and got what I thought was mine Did the crime the time and a motherfucker didn't whine Fuck that shit the jailhouse ain't for me I got places to go and people to see
Wanna make millions and live to see my grandchildren That's the motherfuckin' dream that I'm building Anybody ain't with that can step the fuck back It's 41 for the poor one never cries
I used to dream about getting that cash And buy my mamma a crib and I did before she passed The good life has no equivalent It ain't a fantasy no more because I'm living it
Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Oh no, no, no geto fantasy Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Oh no, no, no
He said he'd open opportunity But to me ain't no open opportunity So shut your Mickey D's down in my community 'Cause it ain't helping feed me or my family
And that's the reala and you can give a twelve gauge to a nigga Ain't got scrilla and now you got a born killer, cap peela And while you build your penitentiaries for my children I plant seeds for my children
So when they cross these roads they'll be prepared And never show no respect to these hoes that never cared for 'Cause they only come around to the black folks When they run they campaign and they lack votes
Once you vote 'em in, they don't know you Once you vote 'em in, they can't do jack for you I guess it's true when they tell me you don't fight fair You turn my geto fantasy into a nightmare
Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Oh no, geto fantasy Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Geto fantasy
Geto days keep geto thoughts relevant But geto ways make murder rate prevalent You feel me? I been through many geto episodes all the same When will niggas learn to use they mind and maintain
See you're always on the defense, relying on your street sense I told you once to use them sense to make dollars Not to make a mother holler That hard shit's kind a hard to swallow
Tomorrow there'll be more killings in the hood From child abuse to drug dealings it ain't good They want to see us stuck, shit out of luck Can't nobody ever say I didn't try to give a fuck
'Cause I did and I do, the rest is up to you No matter what you do to your hood, stay true And you'll make it, can't nobody take it Geto fantasies become realities if you don't let 'em shake it
Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Oh no, geto fantasy Geto fantasies, well I don't live here any more Oh geto fantasy, geto fantasy
Geto fantasies, I don't live here any more No, no, no No, no, no