Still My Life
[Z-Ro:]Niggas be screaming Z-Ro, how does it feel to be a ceoBut I don't know, cause I can't get a set of keys to the studioAnd I know my fanbase is probably tired of me talking about the struggleBut since I resurrected time all the niggas don't want to see me bubbleShould I be mad at my friends, that's what Pac saidUnload my clip my ruger ripping till they drop deadI don't give a fuck about a buddy he don't really love meSo it ain't no love for these niggaz there's only love for moneyParanoid like a defendant in a murder trialPlus I seen an affidavit signatured in cursive styleMotherfuckas b tattletellin like they takin namesSo when they take there sunday drive I'll b takin aimPressure to pian, are you able to maintain, where the sun don't shineOn a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. don't mindCause they figure we'll kill eachother by 2000 and 2But fuck the streets jesus our praises due to youOnly if they knew, this is my life[Chorus:]This is my liiiiiiiiifeSurviving in the struggle, living so shifeThis is my liiiiiiiiifeWhen will I get to bubble, living so shife[Z-Ro:]Ain't no waking up in the morning because I'm still awokePrevious past tense events got a nigga ready to kill folksBut I can't lose focus, got my heart set on heavenBut I was a problem child running wild, for a nigga with a mac 11I keep my friends and enemies closer than a mother and daughterThey'll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets slaughtered, weaker than waterWith they woman ass ways that's why it pays to do drivebysNiggas be horizontal as I slide byAll night long, I'm paronoid voice mail beeping for daysEverytime I creep you know I creep with aks and hksThe motherfucking killing field is where I lay my headAnd the place that I make my bed is where I spread my ledMotherfuckers be coming to get me in the middle of the nightBut I'm a wreck his face when I put a infrared beam in the middle of his lifeWhen will it ever stop, until they drop I can't get no restCause dozin off will give me farewell to the flesh, in my life[Chorus][Z-Ro:]Can I get a litle rest cause I can't take anotha testHavent I proven myself, so why do I feel like I'm not blessedAm I just out here prayin for nothing, do tha Lord even hear meOr could it b that I was too intoxicated n my words wasn't cumin out clearlyCause I've lost most of my partners, I'm losing family membersI remember when it was love, but I'll be lonely by the end of DecemeberI'm feeling bad, but I can't talk to my dad, cause he don't carePlus I'm missing my sister but she don't want to treat me fareAll this sleeping from house to house, fucking with my domeGot two album of my own, but no homeSo picture the park bench in PUD as my nightime bedRevealin my whereabouts to murderers n many nites I fledPractically assed out, Lord forbid somebody pulled some cash outMy reaction is to rob them, n then I dash outFuck everybody, it's all about me and my woman and childBecause my 9 millimeter because he helped to rob, this is my life[Chorus x2]
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