Today and everything is blue over gray look out houston tx Z-Ro is on his way I'm a let the top down [Hook:] I'm a act one two... I'm a act just like
[Z-Ro:] Comin' up as yungsta Watchin' the OG's in the hood while they flossin' in they rides Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire
And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one Now I'm out of my mind that's what
but to keep my head right Got my name in candy blue letters, between my headlights Z-Ro the Crooked the Mo City Don, he's all about bread right [Z-Ro
187 hero Z-Ro, and Fetty Chico Blooow, I'm a jedi in these ghetto star wars Now watch your shoes when you stepping, Maybach with the mink floors Mr. Bossilinie, cut two
motherfucker And I won't be disrespected, by none of these youngsters I got my hand I got pass, I got a trunk bitch a liver pump [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Is
the Maab This isn't Den-Den and Z-Ro, y'all better remember the squad Two different labels but the same cable, remember we connected Woodfair to Missouri City, two
Big time... [Z-Ro:] No more pain, I'm bout to overdose on it I ain't never had no good times, I put my dogs and my locs on it Chain smoking, cigarettes
a year, but that was two years ago and I'm still living [Hook] [talking:] Real talk nigga, H-A-Dub-K baby S.U.C. MVP baby, my nigga Z-Ro baby Real
if only for one Nah, niiight, niiight, niiight, niiiiiight Ahh one night, if only for one... niiiiiiiiight" [Chorus One: Z-Ro] + [Trae] [Z-Ro] I wish
, slash all that With plenty Christian in the background, for fall backs That mean I got a plan, B-C and D-E-F-G excetera Z-Ro running game, two thousand two
don't even remember his ass She down for Z-Ro and do anything I ask Cause I hit her with the mule [Chorus 2X: Devin the Dude] + (Z-Ro) Thats the reason
(*talking*) Yeah, let me count that up right there Real shit, know I mean, you know I mean, what's up Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that shit nigga
we thugging on, my word is born [Z-Ro] They lay me down, lay the pistol in my palm, must thought It was over, when they put two in my back plus put one
there little mama Why don't you come and take a ride with me We could smoke us a poooo-ound Hit the Telly, and can and gon cloooo-own baby [Z-Ro] Well
[Z-Ro] Of course I'm thankful for another day, my Lord I can't lie But everytime I wake up, seem like one of my people gotta die Anthrax poisoning, Hussein