Karaoké I Wish R. Kelly

To every city

Every hood

And every block

Ghetto America

Rolling through the hood just stopped by to say what's up

And let you know that your baby boy ain't doing so tough

And even though you passed going on four long years

I'm still waking up late at night crying tears

Just thinking about those days you used to talk to me

Smiling while I'm sipping on this Hennessy

And remember we bragged on how rich we would be to get up out this hood was like a fantasy

Now you hear my songs and the radio is playing

Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying

Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half

I would give it all up just to take one ride

How I used to kick it on the front porch

How I used to lay back and smoke weed

And all the little basement party joints we'd do

Now I'm just missing you

How I wish

I wish that I could hold you now

I wish that I could touch you now

I wish that I could talk to you be with you somehow

I know you're in a better place even though I can't see your face

I know you're smiling down on me saying everything's okay

And if I make it out this thug life

I'll see you again someday

Now ever since this money come it's been nothing but stress

Sometimes I wish I could just trade in my success

Y'all look at me and say

Boy, you've been blessed but y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness

Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton

That's why you hear me shooting this real shit off like a gun

Hmm, I wonder how my friends would treat me now

If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house

That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits

And fake ass players get real player hating 'em

Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around

But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is going down

Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying

Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half

I would give it all up just to take one ride

How I used to hoop off in them tournaments

And how I used to club hop on weekends

Your family called the morning of a tragic end

Damn, my condolences

I wish that I could hold you now

I wish that I could touch you now

I wish that I could talk to you be with you somehow

I know you're in a better place even though I can't see your face

I know you're smiling down on me saying everything's okay

And if I make it out this thug life

I'll see you again someday

Voices in my head be telling me to come to church

Saying the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt

Dreaming of windows black tinted like a hearse

When waking up to life sometimes seems worse

And all I ever wanted is to be a better man

And I try to keep it real with my homies land

For me to save the world

I don't understand

How did I become the leader of a billion fans

Oh, I can't believe my ears and what everybody's saying

Boy, I'll tell you folks don't know the half

I would give it all up just to take one ride

How I used to street perform on Friday

And how I go to church on Easter Sunday

Instead of you all throwing them stones at me

Somebody pray for me

Woah aah

Woah aah

Talk to you

Still I know

In a better place

Woah aah

Smiling

So all of my homies

Woah

Right now

Talk to you

Be with you

Somehow I know

Woah

See your face

Smiling

My mind in a crossroad

On my my my my my

Come on and bread my hair

Come on and bread my hair

Come on and bread my hair

Come on and bread my hair

Come on and bread my hair, my hair