Still My Life

[Z-Ro]

Niggas be screaming Z-Ro, how does it feel to be a ceo

But I don't know, cause I can't get a set of keys to the studio

And I know my fanbase is probably tired of me talking about the struggle

But since I resurrected time all the niggas don't want to see me bubble

Should I be mad at my friends, that's what Pac said

Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop dead

I could a give a fuck about a buddy, he don't really love me

So there ain't no love for these niggas, there's only love for money

Paranoid like a defendant at a murder trial

Plus I seen it everyday, but signatured in cursive style

Motherfuckers be tattle tailing like they taking names

So when they take a son they drive by I'll be taking aim

Pressure to pian, are you able to maintain, where the sun don't shine

On a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. don't mind

Cause they figure we'll kill eachother by 2000 and 2

But fuck the streets jesus our praises due to you

only if they knew, this is my life

[Chorus]

This is my liiiiiiiiife

Surviving in the struggle, living so shife

This is my liiiiiiiiife

When will I get to bubble, living so shife

[Z-Ro]

Ain't no waking up in the morning because I'm still awoke

Previous past tense events got a nigga ready to kill folks

But I can't lose focus, got my heart set on heaven

But I was a problem child running wild, for a nigga with a mac 11

I keep my friends and enemies closer than a mother and daughter

They'll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets slaughtered, weaker than water

With they woman ass ways that's why it pays to do drivebys

Niggas be horizontal as I slide by

All night long, I'm paronoid voice mail beeping for days

Everytime I creep you know I creep with aks and hks

The motherfucking killing field is where I lay my head

And the place that I make my bed is where I spread my led

Motherfuckers be coming to get me in the middle of the night

But I'ma wreck his face when I put a infrared beam in the middle of his life

When will it ever stop, until they drop I can't get no rest

Cause those that also feel me feel well to the flesh, in my life

[Chorus]

[Z-Ro]

Can I get a little rest, cause I can't take another test

Haven't I proven myself, so why do I feel like I'm that victim

I'm just praying for nothing and do the lord even hear me

Could it be that I was too inoxicated in the words for coming out early

Cause I've lost most of my partners, I'm losing family members

I remember when it was love, but I'll be lonely by the end of Decemeber

I'm feeling bad, but I can't talk to my dad, cause he don't care

Plus I'm missing my sister but she don't want to treat me fare

All this sleeping from house to house, fucking with my dome

Got two album of my own, but no home

So picture the park bench in blood, is the night time bed

Ripping the whereabouts to murderers and many nights I fled

Practically assed out, lord for being somebody pull some cash out

The reaction is the rawest, but I dash out

Fuck everybody, it's all about me and my woman and child

Because my 9 millimeter because he helped to rob, this is my life

[Chorus - 2x]