dear slips away The past keeps on fading But I?ll never forget you It?s hard to see that you?re a part of me Even when we have to say Na na na na na na na (And walk
for it, it's gon happen all day long If everybody got love for ya, you doing some'ing wrong That's why I strive to please Z-Ro, keep my money on the low
heartless, cause if it's beef I'll smoke your mom's And your papa and your uncle Eddy, nigga this war for real I suggest you go get your people ready
s when I planned out, see I just cash out Make sure it's all there, Dat Nigga Daz out Now I'm swerving and swerving nigga, without a doubt It's just another
heartless, cause if it's beef I'll smoke your mom's And your papa and your uncle Eddy, nigga this war for real I suggest you go get your people ready,
times, and the way that it look I don't think that it's gonna get better, the only thing that's here Is to suck it up, inside I know that's why we not
after rock, God please make it stop I'm a victim of the struggle, trying to make my life easy But it ain't what I expected, it's hectic it's sleezy I'
raised, don't nobody play games Its like your life is a sweet, and reality's the flame So why the fuck you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle It's
the love - 2x [Z-Ro] Nobody loves me, but I prefer to keep it like that Cause most friends are falsified trying to steal out your stack So I keep my
sorrow, feel my pain Let it never be said I trusted you in vein Long as I'm walking this earth my problems go from bad to worse And I know it's gonna
start playing games Brought me back to reality, my sanity's now insane I be busting for nothing homie, I'm addicted to shots Blame my hood, cause that's just the way it
mean it back it never meant anything but a case of the clap girl please let me call u back y? cuz it's all beginning 2 sound like a rap sometimes it's
Sixty-nine degrees My head's between your knees. You ask what is this? Mind your business It's too good It's too nice She makes me feel it's too quick Is it
my life, It's full of judges and chasin' enemies in the night, Through the Henny, I see the eyes of the Devil, He's ridin' with extra boxes of bullets
eyes on my foes, those close to me Watching niggas catch strays, shake, choke and bleed Me, a mercenary for the streets Check my pedigree Busting motherfuckers it's
lifestyle, equipped with the bulletproof vest Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket Get your money motherfucker let's get rich and we'll kick it All eyes
who'll stay petrified in jail It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket Jealous-ass bitches, playa-hatin but we still kick it Always keep my eyes
't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine! It's all the fuck I got so stop and walk a thin line. Young niggas be brave and keep on thuggin' from the