[Akon]
Mama hold her head and cry
Cause her son had been shot down in the streets and died
Oh why, oh why?
Is what she cries, she cries
The biggest problems in the cities
Is them daddies ain't there
And if it ain't about the money
Then nobody don't care
And then I spoke to an OG trying mentor me said "boy
These streets suck the love right out your heart
So don't believe that bullshit"
[Chorus]
You know god damn well these niggas won't show up
(oh no no noo)
You know god damn well these bitches will grow up
I'm sinking down to thе ground of the ghettos
We can't gеt no lower
So I' m askin' God how do we dig ourselves out if we can't afford a shovel?
[verse]
If there's a problem in the hood everybody comes together just to solve that problem
But that's the problem in the hood nobody comes together unless you involve violence
Cause we was taught to be the tough guys and we were told just to remain silent
The you got them niggas telling on the next guys Stand and tell them what it takes to solve them
Is there a problem that I don't know about?
Is there a problem that I haven't heard about?
[?] kids robbin each other
Pimps, prostitues and drug dealers
We won't get much further unless we start helping each other
But them non-believers will say
[Chorus]
You know god damn well that these niggas won't show up
You know god damn well that these bitches won't grow up
I'm sinking down to the ground of the ghettos, and we can't get no lower
So I'm asking God how do we dig ourselves out if we can't afford a shovel?
[verse]
[OG Boo Dirty]
Rule 16, brothers with no fathers around
Ever 16, 14 brothers now
Too much school to get a degree one with the jelle Others was thuggin on the streets Damn, so nobody really made it out You better celebrate just to get her health
Momma worked at 2 jobs while babysitting hard name we wanna see ma daddy when we was in a drill
Life crazy can't disguise since work whit the shovel And all these hoes around diggin' me with no shovels
[Chorus]
[Akon]
You know god damn well that these niggas won't show up, you know god damn well that these bitches won't grow up
I'm sinking down to the ground of the ghettos, we can't get no lower
So I' m askin' God How do we dig ourselves out, If we can't afford a shovel?