my brain, hoping it change I'm going deranged, something's always trying to deceive us And if I could change, I would wanna be like Jesus [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] If I could be
grind No matter the weather, no matter the time Roll out the red carpet for Z-Ro, this world is mine [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Who that bumping, who that
you people Turning a Christian into someone who is evil, Z-Ro Motherfuckers all up in my business, broadcasting my life Presidential Records suing Z-Ro
that I know is just like that, my nigga how does it feel [Z-Ro] I could of sworn I wasn't the only person on this earth But it seems, that I've been
changed But I was tired of going through it, in this crooked ass game [Z-Ro] To all my down ass niggas, y'all can kiss my ass Anybody who ever said
where I got to sleep tonight, nigga tell me how does it feel (Chorus - 2x) [Z-Ro] I could of sworn I wasn't the only person on this earth But it seems
we deal with it we rap about it and then it make us hot Fuck your crime rate and murder rate, running up on Houston Texas Well it be fuck y'all for trying
[Z-RO Talking] Guess who's back? (HAY) [laughs] That's right, king of the ghetto (HAY) The Mo city don, Z-RO the crooked (That's Right) That's my mothafuckin
I'm danger, I'ma empty the chamber, oh-oh (Chorus) [Z-Ro] These motherfuckers want me dead, at least that's how it seems to be An army of motherfuckers against me Dean and E Who
prowlers on the scene, we go our mug on mean It use to be sipping fours but now it's jugs of that codeine Quarter pines be puffing but it ain't nothing
if you a soldier, who gone fuck around with you if you mobbing with Jehovah Either making weight your coupe could be a range rover [Chorus - 2x] [Z-Ro
even get hard [Trae] Who the hell could it be, peeping on me T to the R to the motherfucking A-E Killas that's like mad trucks with a bust, better duck Who
dark will Come to the street life, zero tolerance Taking no shorts, it's a ghetto crisis out here [Z-Ro] Who's that peeking in my window, who's that
naw man, y'all done up and done it We chiefing like everyday, smoking bluebonic chronic I did it I done it, this rap beef you know who won it I'm five
and me strugglin they don't wanna Z-Ro happy because his friend is 'lone' just cause they dead broke, they want me to be broke with 'em could it be that
Yelling and running, K of dynasty coming [Verse 2] Mortuless contender, Guerilla Maab member I be It'd be an epidemy, hoes wanna get rid of me Fin to be
for the drama, anyday (more or less) Go to war, in the midst of gun play (more or less) Only taking head shots, (it ain't no need to have a vest) [Z-Ro