Your weekends turn to all week long As you look around not just your money's gone Shootin that dope losing out on life Heroin stands in your sunlight
shakin', takin' cold showers to cool down Beated repeatedly, constantly make you move 'round You know what it do, girl, I'm a make them toes curl Findin' all
Worry worry worry Worry is all I can do Oh worry worry worry baby Worry is all I can do Oh my life is so miserable baby Baby, and its all on account of
For many reasons As cold as stone, like if Breathing was a strife I've been open ripped by the hardest season When all is over it's like I'm back from life
(feat. AZ) [Hook:] You're my lady [x4] Don't think I don't see them looking at you All of them wishing they could have you And as a matter of fact,
if we pretend That they never left, well we gonna see them then Never leave our hearts, never leave our thoughts As time goes by don't even be forgot Life
[Verse 1: Z-Ro] When will it ever stop all this hatin and droppin salt all I'm tryna do is live lavish with millions in my vault now from selling crack
man, 24 with no home I'm putting the piece to your dome, and leaving it like the ozone A cold cold world, that we living in Killas'll take your life,
me its cold But ain't no way I can fold, with a pair of nuts this damn swoll Cause where a nigga was raised, don't nobody play games Its like your life
nothing but bitches and hoes Suppose, all a nigga wanted was the good life Live in upper class, laying back on my ass With a maid and a butler Sipping on a ice cold
life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know, I don't hang around the house much This all night, money making got me outta
for this misery But look at what you gettin' It's a blessing in disguise When you find out your pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone
my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life [Chorus] This is the good life, fuck my foes
my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know I don't hang around tha house much This all night money making got me outta
years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it feel to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid? You all alone
my life of sin My hard stare seem to scare all my sister's kids So you know, I don't hang around the house much This all night, money making got me outta
do I do live Thug Life nigga stay true I wonder when they kill me is there a Heaven for a real G Lord forgive me if you feel me 'Cause all my life I
