Ghetto Superstar

Can I tell y'all a story About my history I'm sure a lot y'all can relate to me You see I'm from the ghetto A place where me and my brother shared The hardwood floor when the winter was cold I'm talkin' about the ghetto 'Cause I know, I know, I know, I know I'm not going to stay here no I got plans to get out of here I see my name, big lights Oh Lord, I wanna taste some of that good life I wanna be I want to be A superstar, a young ghetto superstar Oh, I wanna be, yeah I've got big dreams Of being a, superstar A young ghetto superstar That is all I wanna be A superstar What you know about that hard knock life? What you know about that ware fare life? Scrape for dinner and government cheese Praying for the Lord Lord to bless me Oh, and get grandmama out Try to buy every foot locker out Living ghetto fabulous no doubt You know what I'm talking about I wanna be I want to be A superstar, a young ghetto superstar Oh, I wanna be, yeah I've got big dreams Of being a, superstar A young ghetto superstar That is all I wanna be A superstar Rolling out slamming Cadillac doors Holding down every homie I know Never ever ever will I be broke I wanna be, I wanna be a ghetto superstar Rolling out slamming Cadillac doors Never ever ever will I be broke Holding down every homie I know I wanna be, I wanna be a ghetto superstar And if some of y'all went through what I went through You know I just want y'all to Bob y'all head 'Cause you know every one didn't come from great homes I want to be A superstar, a young ghetto superstar Oh, I wanna be, yeah I've got big dreams Of being a, superstar A young ghetto superstar That is all I wanna be A superstar