I Wonder

[Hook: Akon]

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

I gotta know right now

[Verse 1: Dolla]

I was raised in a broken home

Daddy died when I was 5

Mama raises 3 kids on her own

At the tender age of 23 against all odds

I seen her baging up weed when them times got hard

I'm on my knees, prayin to god

Askin the lord why she gotta work 3 jobs

It's the end of the month, we waiting on the 1st

E.B.T. still comin but it could be worse

Sometimes I sit and wonder if the way I was raised

Is a reflection on the way I behave

I'm stuck in my ways....just the child of the struggle

Otherwise I woulda stayed outta trouble

[Hook: Akon]

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

I gotta know right now

[Verse 2: Dolla]

Maybe I'm a victim of circumstances

If I was raised in the Hamptons, I'd be on campus

On somebodys college, doctor or lawyer

Instead I'm on a corner, the Eastside of Georgia

We all given choices and I made mine but sometimes

I think If I was from the other side of town

My homies wouldn't be dead, locked in them cells

It's hard to see heaven when you growing up in hell

I can't prevail cus round here drugs is all we sell

On top of that I'm a young black male

I can't get a brake cus my skin ain't pale

Another statistic, they wanna see me fail

[Hook: Akon]

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the place we live

That make us a Gangsta, Make us a hustla...

Creating the problem..

I gotta know right now

[Verse 3: Dolla]

Maybe I got to my environment

If I wasn't from the ghetto I wouldn't be so violent

If I didn't have the weight on my shoulders

I wouldn't grow stronger, as I grew older

Now I see my surroundings, made me who I am

At such a young age I was forced to be a man

Mama did the best she can and this I know

When you scared around here you can't let that show

Only the strong survive, the weak get ate

End up dead or In jail from the decisions we make

If I had both parents, things would be different

But I don't so I'm sitting here wishing