[Z-Ro] I'ma maintain, all about fortune, not the fame Feddy, cold cash and a diamond ring, it's all about feddy when I rap sing I'm sick of this struggling
Traduction: Z-Ro. Maintenir.
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
on try to maintain cause if you don't they pop you, drop you, and leave you slain mayne win it just to stay in the game (mayne) [Chorus] [Verse 3: Z-Ro
m sober I can't maintain Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane [Z-Ro] I can't
too and Andrew, now what about Danny Boo That's fucked up, growing up in a childhood all alone with nobody No mama no daddy, Z-Ro I see why these niggas
(talking) I could feel it, ain't no more thinking bout The sun gone shine [Z-Ro] Dj Screw, Fat Mafio, and Gator are gone I want to be strong but lately
can blend in with the rain drops When your kin people done turned they back Every family that I know is just like that, my nigga how does it feel [Z-Ro
Z-Ro, Z-Ro... [Z-Ro] 24 up in this game, and I don't own a damn thang Just a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintain Dealing with insanity,
low when I'm riding with some thugging niggas Family members even say that I ain't use to shit Cause I stay high all day straight abusing shit [Z-Ro] Cause lord knows Z-Ro
(Billy Cook) Z-Ro, Keke and Billy Cook Yeah oh yeah [Z-Ro] Steady dropping album after album, song after song I should of stayed up on the corner moving
Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Even with God in my life, it's still hard in my life Motherfuckers call it so close, to be fraud in my life And I can't understand, Z-Ro
's gonna be alright Keep your head up to the sky [Z-Ro] Cause everything's gon' be alright [Z-Ro] Too many problems in my life I find myself unable to maintain
(*talking*) 2000, Z-Ro, Z-Ro the motherfucking Don Y'all know me, talking about this shife ass life that we live Brothers killing brothers, sisters killing
[Z-Ro] I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've only got some Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun Rolling around in my
[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
