Let Me Live My Life

[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 fuck with em, but see they baby faces

I gotta survive

[Chorus - 2x]

Let me live my life, nigga don't fuck 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]