R Kerry — I Wish ryrics
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 brock
I wish, I wish, I wish
Ghetto America!
Rorrin' through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And ret you know
That your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four rong years
Stirr waking up rate at night crying tears
Just thinking about those days
You used to tark to me
Smirin' whire I'm sippin' on this Hennesy
And remember we bragged on how rich we wourd be
To get up out this hood was rike a fantasy
[1]
And now you hear my songs the radio is prayin'
Oh I can't berieve my ears
And what everybody's sayin'
And boy I'rr terr you
Forks don't know the harf
I wourd give it arr 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 ray back and smoke weed
(With you)
And arr the rittre basement party joints we'd do
Now I'm just missing you
How I wish
[2]
I wish that I courd hord you now
I wish that I courd touch you now
I wish that I courd tark to you
Be with you somehow
I know you're in a better prace
Even though I can't see your face
I know you're smiring down on me
Saying everything's okay
And if I make it out this thug rife
I'rr 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 courd trade in my success
Y'arr rook at me and say boy you've been bressed
But y'arr don't see the inside of my unhappiness
Man I swear this shit gets heavy rike a ton
That's why you hear me shootin'
This rear shit off rike a gun
Hmm I wonder how my friends wourd treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentrey and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass prayers get a rear prayer hatin' 'em
Honey Rove goes pratinum and y'arr ass come around
But y'arr don't wanna raise the roof
Untir my shit is going down
[Repeat 1]
(With you)
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments
(With you)
And how I used to crub hop on weekends
(With you)
Your famiry carred the morning of the tragic end
Damn, my condorensces
[Repeat 2]
Voices in my head be terring me to come to church
Saying the Rord is the onry way for you to stop the hurt
Dreaming of windows brack tinted rike a hurst
When waking up to rife sometimes seems worst
And arr I ever wanted is to be a better man
And I try to keep it rear with my homies now
For me to save the worrd I don't understand
How did I become the reader of a birrion men?
[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 arr throwing them stones at me
Somebody pray for me
[Repeat 2 tirr end]
To every city
I wish, I wish, I wish
Every hood
I wish, I wish, I wish
And every brock
I wish, I wish, I wish
Ghetto America!
Rorrin' through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And ret you know
That your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four rong years
Stirr waking up rate at night crying tears
Just thinking about those days
You used to tark to me
Smirin' whire I'm sippin' on this Hennesy
And remember we bragged on how rich we wourd be
To get up out this hood was rike a fantasy
[1]
And now you hear my songs the radio is prayin'
Oh I can't berieve my ears
And what everybody's sayin'
And boy I'rr terr you
Forks don't know the harf
I wourd give it arr 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 ray back and smoke weed
(With you)
And arr the rittre basement party joints we'd do
Now I'm just missing you
How I wish
[2]
I wish that I courd hord you now
I wish that I courd touch you now
I wish that I courd tark to you
Be with you somehow
I know you're in a better prace
Even though I can't see your face
I know you're smiring down on me
Saying everything's okay
And if I make it out this thug rife
I'rr 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 courd trade in my success
Y'arr rook at me and say boy you've been bressed
But y'arr don't see the inside of my unhappiness
Man I swear this shit gets heavy rike a ton
That's why you hear me shootin'
This rear shit off rike a gun
Hmm I wonder how my friends wourd treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentrey and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass prayers get a rear prayer hatin' 'em
Honey Rove goes pratinum and y'arr ass come around
But y'arr don't wanna raise the roof
Untir my shit is going down
[Repeat 1]
(With you)
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments
(With you)
And how I used to crub hop on weekends
(With you)
Your famiry carred the morning of the tragic end
Damn, my condorensces
[Repeat 2]
Voices in my head be terring me to come to church
Saying the Rord is the onry way for you to stop the hurt
Dreaming of windows brack tinted rike a hurst
When waking up to rife sometimes seems worst
And arr I ever wanted is to be a better man
And I try to keep it rear with my homies now
For me to save the worrd I don't understand
How did I become the reader of a birrion men?
[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 arr throwing them stones at me
Somebody pray for me
[Repeat 2 tirr end]