Ghetto Garçon Lyrics

Adams

C'est histoire vraie

Life is a movie, I liken it to the Matrix

Except Morpheus don't guide us and all the agents put crates of crack up in the hood

And now the engine might start to leak and turn my Brown skin Red like the natives they lied about

Grade school droppin' jewels like Selina Kyle, crackers don put my ass in timeout

Baggy daddies, all red chucks, a ruby hoodie

Use my Bic so I can emulate Quik and get a house in Leimert Park

I used to dream bout, lookin at the stars

It won't take long, infatuation wit fast cars

Fast women turn me to sinnin' but I don't judge

My Nana called it early, her girlies showin' me tiddies

Squabble up, the runt of the litter runnin' the city

If I craft a decent hook, turn this bitch up my name Timmy

Put it simply my issues be havin' a nigga tweakin'

Tryna get my shit together and keep my kid a couple seasons, nigga

If I lose my way tomorrow

Imma still try make home

If I have my shit together

Imma ease myself on down this road

Where I'm so close to my goals

I'm still holdin' on

Holdin' tight, tappin' keys

Tryna disrupt the program

A pocket fulla blue pills, poppin' em in my adolescence

Pupils dilated, perception changin' the lesson plan

Proper preparation prevent performance that got us here

A condom woulda saved my life back in '96

20s to the 40s, city filled wit regret

My momma came off Skid Row to them County Building steps

My sister turned to Crippin' kuz my daddy wasn't there

So my brother turned to music, tryna make somethin' masterful

I was in the streets, tryna prove I'm no mistake

Wit a heart of malice and my brother beat tape

Never had too many friends kuz even Indy hated snakes

Couple idols on my TV, wanna be like Blade

Sharper than tack and never scared to shoot the fade

An example for my son if I can overcome this rage

Tryna get my shit together

Please listen when I say

If I lose my way tomorrow

Imma still try make home

If I have my shit together

Imma ease myself on down this road

Where I'm so close to my goals

I'm still holdin' on

The life of a ghetto garçon, ever the optimist

Prime years slippin' away kuz time is not real

Yesterday somebody died from poverty

Poison perfectly executed by government contacts

My faith in the Five Pillars was stable and not a obstacle

Skin color, creed, and religion will make them target you

But the crosshairs bearin' down on my back are generational

Fuck Ronald Regan and the crackers that raped my Motherland

I was grippin' my mother's hand, hearin' her false promises

Honest to the man upstairs, she was a pessimist

Peddlin' negative elements evident to me

Tryna break the cycle quickly for the baby that came

Tryna mold myself into a role model wit heart kuz lost kids need love

That's the tenet we lack so I burned the village down to build back in a day

I'm tryna get my shit together so please listen wen I say kuz

If I lose my way tomorrow

Imma still try make home

(Imma still try make home)

If I have my shit together

Imma ease myself on down this road

(Down this road) Where I'm so close to my goals

(I'm so damn close) I'm still holdin' on

Hold on to me

Hold on to me

I said, "Hold on to me"

"Hold on to me"

We're so damn close

Just keep holdin' on