| Who is my friend who is my foe, I just can't tell no mo' | |
| Cause seem like everywhere I go, somebody got a problem with Ro | |
| It might be somebody from the past, or somebody I don't know | |
| Bottom line I ain't never fucked with nobody, why y'all fucking with me fo' | |
| It's a trip, to see how all these people scream my name | |
| Cause I could remember whole lot of em, that said I'd never make it in the rap game | |
| Look at me now though, I got cars and cash | |
| And since I'm able to say fuck regular weed, I get hydro by the bag | |
| I'm the same nigga white tennis shoes, blue jeans and a white t-shirt | |
| 24/7 all day and night, around the clock that's how we work | |
| I could give a fuck, about these niggaz wanting beef | |
| They been muted by my paper chase, interrupt me you might come up deceased | |
| Bitch I'm a product, of the streets | |
| Plus I'm an animal that seem raw and untamed, and J. Prince got me off the leash | |
| I'm a motherfucking beast, when it come down to my bread | |
| Hey red you pull the cover back, it's time to lay in your bed | |
| [Hook:] | |
| In my life, don't nobody wanna see me win | |
| In my life, they'd rather see me disgusted with no ends | |
| In my life, everyday another friend turn to a foe | |
| That's why my motto is fuck friends, hand me my do' | |
| In my life, I still struggle to make ends meet | |
| It ain't gravy just cause you see me on TV, I'm almost back on the streets | |
| In my life, bitch I done seen and heard it all | |
| So I'm one deep till my casket, I ain't fucking with y'all | |
| [Z-Ro:] | |
| I use to ride or die for you, like you was my gal or something | |
| Simply cause you gave a damn about me, when I had nothing | |
| When all the homies use to laugh at me, because I was broke | |
| You would make a plate for me, and we might sip a six or a fo' | |
| And even though you had a nigga, you said I could spend the night | |
| But out of respect for both of y'all, I chose to kick it under the street light | |
| Hell yeah I was attracted to ya baby, and you know that | |
| I still feel like we look good, together on a Kodak | |
| But a lot of bullshit, been floating round in the air | |
| I 'sposed to said some disrespectful shit, now you hate a playa | |
| And to that skinny bitch with the rigid gold, you need to shut the hell up | |
| Tal'n bout I made you suck my dick for a ride, yeah I made your throat swell up | |
| But tell it, how it really went down | |
| Cause we was coming from the studio, and you leaned over from the passenger side | |
| Yeah you was trying to get me, to let you spend the night | |
| But since I turned you down, you throwing mo' salt in my life | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Z-Ro:] | |
| Life is hard but it's fair, and even though it might rain | |
| I got my galoshes plus my umbrella, ain't no stopping me mayn | |
| Whenever seen my way I'ma deal with it, then send it right back | |
| I been the underdog all my life, that's why I bark like that | |
| And fuck a friend nigga, y'all wasn't trying to kick it when I didn't have no ends nigga | |
| Y'all must think, I'm a fool | |
| Prolly just wanna flip in my whip, and have me pay for the weed | |
| But I'll be damned if I blow my hard earned money, on anyone else but me | |
| I came to this bitch one deep, and that's how I'm gon go | |
| And the way I see it I owe nobody nothing, ain't nobody gon get no do' | |
| Z-Ro King of the Ghetto, and the Mo City Don | |
| Everybody around me is strapped, that's why you never see me with a gun | |
| I get my funds, cause it's the time of the month to pay bills | |
| I ain't rich, ain't no difference between me and the people across the street for real | |
| Homie, I'm just trying to pay bills | |
| I ain't rich, ain't no difference between me and the people across the street for real | |
| [Hook x2] |
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