Z ro - Let me live my life Lyrics Z ro - Let me live my life Lyrics Z ro - Let me live my life Lyrics

[Z Ro]
My life is like a mercy game, ducking and dodging crooked cops
On a mission fishing for feddy, ready to make a knot
I m use to having less, and I just can t deal with the stress
And it seems like everywhere I go, another nigga wanna test
Brother don t disrespect yourself and get yourself up in a, vine
Cause I m a maniac with a mac, and a black back pack
Smoking up on the urban fat sack, I m trying to keep from going
off
But niggas be trying to make me starve, when I need groceries in
my house
Wicked niggas say they be friends, but end up trying to kill
your friends
Always turn to foes, that s saying it s over millions
Dealing with dirty niggas on a daily basis
Don t really wanna f**k with em, but see they baby faces
I gotta survive

[Chorus 2x]
Let me live my life, nigga don t f**k with me
To deal out these deeds, then you die
And when it s my time hope I don t, cry

[Z Ro]
Living in the ghetto, day by day
I m bumping trying to make a profit, cause I gotta get my pay
You better, keep watching me and
Pretty soon, you ll see man
That I m a real rich nigga from the Houston streets
Fried out licking, looking for something to eat

I m on a mission, whipping birds like they stole something
Pain, it make me wanna roll something
I m a soldier, and I m outta my mind
Voice mail beeping for days, cause I m out on the grind
Guess my daddy didn t love me, cause he turned his back
Therefor the streets is my people, a nigga learned like that
And I haaaad to get up, and bleed the block
And it don t stop

[Chorus 2x]

[Z Ro]
My nigga Herman Fisher doing fed time
I remember like it was yesterday, it made the headlines, damn
I had to start all over, but it didn t matter cause I was a
soldier
Walking around with a king size chip on my shoulder
Missing my mama while I Iay down, on benches to sleep
Snatching purses and hopping fences just to eat
Still I maintain, I m still in the same game chasing paper
Bitch niggas be up in my business, like oops I m erasing haters
I m S.U.C. for life, KMJ until I m finished
Like Popeye from the ghetto, but a nigga don t need no spinach
All I need is my Nina when I be flipping birds
Cause all I have in this world, is my balls and my word

[Chorus 4x]

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