[Hook]

Do you see, what I see

All I do, is wanna be

Somebody, can you feel what I feel

I try my best, to keep it real

And pay dues


[Z-Ro]

Extra extra read all about it, I'm going crazy

Ro raging with motherfuckers smoking, going eighty

Miles per hour, pass up the city gel on my collar

Trying to locate and half of it, that will give a nigga some power

Not saying that I'm weak, bullets gon hang when I speak

I bust a brain if I reach, and get that thang off my seat

I'm in love with selling, that's why I ain't winning that much

Gas money looking funny, wheels ain't spinning that much

But I'ma make it the way of the other, cause I can't stop

People trying to trick me of my mission, but I can't drop

Cause I can't fall, run up I'ma keep bumping my lead

Before the game over I know, I'ma be dumping my lead

Because I'm nervous by nature, the slightest move will get you shot

I've been known to help niggas make it, to they burial plot

Not my lifestyle, I love the way the feddy stack

Record labels stealing Z-Ro, to CEO gon get it back


[Hook]


[Z-Ro]

Sometimes, I feel like doing myself

Sixty percent of my body is drank, I ruin myself

But I'm addicted, eyes fucked leaning and look inflicted

With my facing revelations, tripping on what it predicted

Cause it's happening, when the trumpet blow

Ain't gon be no mo' laughing and, it's to the left or the right

I hope I get to go to heaven, I hear heaven is tight

Plus they tell me that hell is hot, and they won't give you no ice

I need a cool wrist, most of these bitches be the devil trying to fool me

Taking my kindness for weakness, and trying to use me

Bitch fuck your hair and your nails, you bout to lose me

I sleep with my uzi, cause she ain't gon steal from me if I nod off

The only place I don't let her go, is in God house

I'm a gangsta fa sho, you better believe me

I bet I'll be on that doja, every time you see me


[Hook]


[Z-Ro]

I done made up my mind

Hustle all alone, I'm trying to get up some mo' shine

Every time I turn around, someone bringing me down

Got tired of em pulling on me, started slanging them rounds

And now they thinking I'm a crazy

Scarred and stabbed and shot, I'm still a baby, I want my mama

Cause I'm having bad dreams, and I die in em all

Got me ain't friendly when you see me, ain't no smiling at all

I live the thug life, heartless and hopeless

Laying low ducking the law, with long you lusting and acting douches

I'm connected, my best friend use to be I-10

Until my out of town connect, put out your chest and took my ends

Got me throwed off in the mind, retaliation's what I take

Fears get blowed off with my nine, incarceration's what I face

Feel me, I done lost my mind, but it's all gravy baby

I get tipped for knocking bustas off daily


[Hook - 2x]