let me live my life

Singer: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

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

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

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