Writers: Beseja B. Moses & Scott Campbell / Produced By: Beseja B. Moses & Joseph Raines / Engineered By: Beseja B. Moses / Composition: Beseja B. Moses & Scott Campbell / Bass: Joseph Raines / Keys: Joseph Raines / Drums: Joseph Raines / Label: Bona Fide Mindz Entertainment / Publishing: Cadillac Muzik Global Publishing

Lyrics

Chorus
Ghetto Ghetto dreams, life aint what it seems, time will pass you by, time will pass you by,

Ghetto Ghetto dreams, life aint what it seems, time will pass you by, time will pass you by

Ooh ooh ooh ooh...

Verse 1:
I've been trying to find me in everything outside of me, I often mix up my dreams with material things, yeah yeah, we all are guilty at times, not trying to lose our minds in a time of crime, no...

Every ghetto state of mind gotta dream, of one day feeding their block or becoming a king or queen, that dream is far-fetched, my people barely make it off the block, and often become statistics of another man's glock...

The pot's hot it's time for us to turn down the fire, balance your thoughts and heart and find out what your soul desires, what your soul desires, what do you desire to become in this world...

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Verse 2:
God sent my mom a note with my name on it, just a due date no expiration nor claim on it, but I've believed from the time that I was conceived, that life is like a rose when it grows...

Excuse me brotha would you happen to have the time? It's time to get up n***a it's time to wake up what you gone do now... I remember I remember me, my mom, and Big Zach in a house garage...

And I appreciate your hustle Zach, working extra hours just to bring the food back, mean while moms putting on that book sack, get your education can't nobody take that, immune to the struggle, all I know is hustle, growing beyond life...

I just want a piece of mine, I'm trying to get a piece of mines...

I want a peace of mind I'm trying to get a peace of mind...

Chorus 3