Bout time, they up the do' for Z-Ro I've been dropping hits, since ten years ago Trying to do it legal, and not slang If I get it legal, to the corner I go I never took pride, in slanging Never could get a job, but needed mo' change C.d.'s wasn't selling, because I had no but a t-shirt, no piece no chain Too many times, I was ready to up Run up in a bank, and say is a stick-up Put my pain on records, and sales picked up The tears I done shed, led me to the big 2000 and 4, I broke no mo' Cause God is my life jacket, when I sink I went to a thousand, from a whole fo' So all you haters hate me, as I make a mo'
I'm going this time, (this time-this time) I think you fellas, respect my mind (mind-mind) I'm to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes) And ain't nobody block out my shine (shine-shine)
They got me living in a '56, L My full of commsary, and my fan mail My city Z-Ro, what you gon do when you get out of jail I do no mo' pyrexes, no mo' scales Trying to a million dollas, off my melody Couldn't see it coming, so I a state-jail felony F-1 bunk twelve, there resides the Special thanks to love, "I Hate U Bitch" climbed me to the top of the charts Being free, is like on lock Niggaz still it with ya, but try to get some of what ya got I ain't seen, so many feminine men Swear to God they holding in the world, but nobody seeing dividends That ain't the of me, I had to get it not be rich in the present, but I'ma be rich in a minute Cause I got three 'causeos sitting up high, rolling Screaming A.B.N. get in the do', for Ro
Jealousy and envy, play a role a playa, try to get his pockets swoll Somebody said I did this, and I did that Even told homicide, I pushed the wig back don't wanna see, a nigga make it out of poverty When they realize, God is running with me ain't no stopping me Probably never will, so on trying You can my wings, but I see happiness in the sky so I'ma keep on flying Until I find, a place So battle scars, blood on my chest and face Whether I'm working or rapping 24/7, me and be scrapping He want my soul, but I gon let it happen Even if I lose my life, to chase my dream Whoever do me, gon have hell they face my team I got them three 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't coming back Bet they bury me with g-stacks, a platinum plack
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