Seem like...seem like you're always tryin' to get to a

certain point, know what I'm sayin'? Once you get

there, it ain't what you thought it was. So even the

realest mothafucka...mufuckas that seem like they got

it made, they got fantasies. There's no end to a

fantasy. Once you reach your fantasy, you got five

more fantasies. That's real. Come on with it, Foe

Foe. 



It's all about the money, hoes, and gats

And hangin' with my Rydas smokin' bag after bag after

bag, whut!?

Cadillac

Bitch, we full-fledgin'

Raised up in the hood like a legend

Always contendin'

'Cause the top is where I'm headin'

Top of the world, I got the Rydas in diamonds, it's

all imbedded

I'm smokin' an ounce another mission, keepin' you hoes

On your toes

Foe Foe's about to blow, plow!!!

Give it to me, I want it all for me I'm greedy

Fulfillin' my ghetto fantasty, so fuck the needy 



I was born in the ghetto where all my folks stay

Dreams of black trucks with bumps and pushin' weight

Livin' like a superstar

Hookin' up with mail fraud

Gettin' em' high and runnin' it for new cars

When I grew up, I wasn't worth a dime

Cribs with no lights, where I spent my time

Wasn't 'nough time

Steady high

Out for one time

Writin' rhymes

Blowin' mine

Pullin' nines

On a sucka

'Cause I was a broke mothafucka

Till I got with the Rydas, started sportin' black

trucks... 



Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all

Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all 



I make my ghetto fantasies into realities

Paid ass Rydas with ghetto mentalities

Growin' up without shit, no skrilla

>From crack houses to mansions in the hills

And a big black truck with the bump in my driveway

Back in the days when Clip didn't have it that way

Turn around on my shit, I'ma have to see a wig and

pull it

All my fantasies came true now, holler at Bullet 



Ryder trucks, I wanna buy one of them

Just 'cause it says Ryder on the side of em'

I want a fleet of trucks

To carry all my bucks

And fuck mudducks

I'm wearin' tux

Like Chucks

'Cause this sucks

I eat so much Ramen pride, I'm startin' to think it's

my name

"Waddup Ramen!!" Hi!

I'm gettin' by on powdered milk and a can of cheese

But the best thing in my life is free

My fantasies 



Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all

Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all 



Well basically

My ghetto fantasy

Has gotta be a way to get me and my people out of this

society

I'm tryin' G

But you ain't helpin' me

By battling me

And askin' me

How tough me and the Rydas be

We need to get it together before we fall apart

So gimme all yo' shit, my gat is aimed straight at

your heart

But I'm ruthless and I gotta get what's mine

And I'm breakin' fools off in the drive-thru line,

whut? 



My ghetto fantasy's to roll with a million Gs

Rydas like me

Ready to die like me

Blazin' pounds of weed

Till my fuckin' eyes bleed

Monage a 'tois like a mufuckas what we need

And we be them thugs rydin'

Prepared to bust, Psychopathic Rydas

Have the pigs scared of us

And if they ever kills us

Then our souls will remain

Dwellin' in they brain

Till they feel my fuckin' pain

And that's real y'all 



Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all

Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

Rydas are for real, Rydas are for life

Rydas doin' wrong, I'm tryin' to do what's right,

y'all

Ghetto fantasies, love don't live here anymore

No, no, noooo....no, no, noooo....