Lyrics:

I'm in the ghetto
Tryin grind up out it
And the feeling got niggas, killing an dying about it
And my only concern is will it be my turn today
And maybe it just might but it's alright
We still choppin' through the night so hold on tight
I see the light and I just hope tomorrow ain't to far away
Waiting for tomorrow

Watching ceiling fans go round an round
Sweat from stress looks like rain on the ground
When I exhale
See the pain in the clouds
Pretty much the same as a child the pain I mean
Product of my environment was kane to me
Product of my environment why you blaming me?
You see, it ain't no change in me
That being the dope boy was the thang to be
And that's cliché but have your mama ever ask you
And she be like I pay ya in 3 days
And the third day its a friday and you don't see her 'til like sunday
And she sleep all day on monday
U be like 'Ma wheres my money?'
And she be like 'Boy don't bug me'
We stay in this apartment
Your dad ain't here I don't have a job yet
If it ain't one thing it's about chump change
My neighborhood sound like a motherfucking gun range

I'm in the ghetto
Tryin grind up out it
And the feeling got niggas, killing an dying about it
And my only concern is will it be my turn today
And maybe it just might but it's alright
We still choppin' through the night so hold on tight
I see the light and I just hope tomorrow ain't to far away
Waiting for tomorrow

Tomorrow was getting to me
The powers get to live
Why so hard to live
Look at the positions we in
The streets ain't producing the meal
Niggas that's gettin' it in
A promise ain't willing to give
That's how these domes get built
That's how these jails get filled
Then all we got is
Father forgive us, we know not what we do
And these days are trouble time and now I'm depending on is you
'Cus the pain I must get through
To get the glory that is due
Sell a Porsche out my coupe
Made a fortune out of snorting happens, that ain't nothing new
Just sail out that double life
Spread news, a poor man
The rich man
Whole click strapped up
Like a movie script, lights, camera, action

I'm in the ghetto
Tryin grind up out it
And the feeling got niggas, killing an dying about it
And my only concern is will it be my turn today
And maybe it just might but it's alright
We still choppin' through the night so hold on tight
I see the light and I just hope tomorrow ain't to far away
Waiting for tomorrow

Sky watching at the kerb-side
Searching the city line
Waitin' for the sun rise
Wondering what paradise looks like
Look like she have you
Have you
Have you any tools?
Have you any shelter from the weather of these wolves?
Watch how they do you
Care not how they treat you
Anything to make you think they love you
So even though devils trying to kill you
I recall a brother saying he ain't scared to die
More afraid to dream, so he ain't get no sleep
Staying in the street, talking
crying every night on repeat
If only this was this easy as pressing delete, remove the sheets, erasing the chalk
Pick-pocket
Keep your eye on the horizon
I promise sun shine in the morning like dark before dawn
Before become stronger
Then you know tomorrow is how you live today how you walk you say
How you speak what you think, you know what I'm saying

Sky watching at the kerb-side
Just looking inside
Hoping our time don't end before sunrise
Searchin' and findin'
Living and breathin'
Looking and seein'
Listenin' and hearin'
All too clear
Tomorrow is here (Is here, is here)