So Much
[Z-Ro:]
Lately I've been goin' through more bullshit than a bull fighter
So when I say my praises to God one verse is like a full choir
My every thought is pain, strain & stressin' me to death
Everyday is like a rehearsal that's preppin' me for death
I think I'm ready because this world ain't no friend of mine
Only thing I qualify for is murder & Penitentiary time
Y'all should've shot me in the jimmy instead
But I guess they was feelin' each other to get head in the bed
Here I am, first born torn between Heaven & hell
I tell my people say no to dope, but I let it sell
Need to practice my preachin' callin' the kettle black
I know I'm on pot before or not, I gotta peddle crack
Ain't nobody got my back except the laws when they on it
So I be goin' for broke demolishin' my opponents
Leavin' no traces just blood on faces, believe that
HK I'm a squeeze that, you won't even won't be back.
[Hook:]
I got through So Much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I spend most of my days chillin' with Mary Jane.
[Z-Ro:]
I can't focus, I'm losin' my mind real fast
Dreamin' & fiendin' for the day, I could make some real cash
Droppin' album after album, platinum song after song
But it's like I ain't did nothin' 'cause the lights ain't on.
How can I win? It's like everything I do is a muthafuckin' sin
It got a nigga fiendin' to see my end
All of my friends are fake, they come around when I'm spendin' cash
But when I'm broke they out the door' with wheels spinnin' fast
Lonely, daily dodgin' the devil but he on me
Tellin' my people fuck him 'cause he be workin' through my homies
Burnin' bridges & I don't give a fuck.
Remember y'all laughin' at me when I couldn't get a buck?
It's all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm tryin' to jump over my residence
And my vehicle is something I dump over
And it might not be much, but it's all I got
So when I paint it, promethazyne is all I pop.
[Hook:]
I got through So Much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I spend most of my days chillin' with Mary Jane.
[Z-Ro:]
I'm on pre-trial now & I can't smoke no weed
'Cause if I catch a dirty, I'm facin' T I M E
My first time ever sober, it's fuckin' with my brain
Got a nigga with an attitude, I can't maintain
If you cross me I'll bring it to you hard, not softly
Livin' like I'm invincible, one day it's gonna cost me
When it's time to pay up & I lay up in a grave
Bury me with a 50 sack & a muthafuckin' 12 gauge
Hey, no love in my heart
'Cause my homies was phony straight from the muthafuckin' start.
Why couldn't I get a ride, if I ain't have no weed?
These muthafuckers ain't my people, they gotta be strangers up a reverend breed
So I bless the streets with my Smith 'N' Wesson
And if you beefin' with me nigga better get your weapon
You better pray that I'm on codeine & I'm just trippin'
But I won't let you add up to my problems, I will leave you trippin'. Because...
[Hook:]
I got through So Much, so I try to stay fucked up
Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain
Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
So I spend most of my days chillin' with Mary Jane.
Похожие новости.
Моя Игра (feat. Dead Василь)
Моя игра, моя игра, Она мне принадлежит - я купил её вчера, Моя игра, моя игра, Тут выстрел на 1, а прицел на 2 Моя игра, моя игра, Она мне принадлежит - я купил её
Як Мене Звати
Гарні речі не стануть дещо зайвими пізно повертатись додому пішки тільки (...) у голові мелодія незрозуміла на вулиці зимно мені вже й так пізно все рівно як я дістанусь до дому в цей час Приспів: Але тобі вкрай не
Не Кажучи Нікому
Коли війна вривається у двері, Не захистять слова й печатки на папері. Потрібно йти, потрібно брати зброю І право на життя відстояти в горнилі бою... Одна біда пішла на захід, інша прийшла зі сходу. І
About The Game (Remix)
[DRAKE:] It's Southern Smoke Boy ! Ho, Yeah, Uh huh It's Trey Songz and uh, D-R-A-K-K-E Ahahaha, the boy of summer are here man Ayo Track, I got something mean for this one boy [VERSE 1:
Sweet Nothings
Uh-huh honey All right My baby whispers in my ear Mm, sweet nothings He knows the things I like to hear Mm, sweet nothings Things he wouldn't tell nobody else Secret, baby I keep it to myself Sweet nothings We