I Wish

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

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 ****

(With you)

And all the little basement party joints we'd do

Now I'm just missing you

How I wish

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 **** gets heavy like a ton

That's why you hear me shootin'

This real **** 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 ****** 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 **** 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