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....