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  • Yeah, let me count that up right there
    Real ****, know
    I mean, you know
    I mean, what's up
    Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that **** ***** [Hook]
    Time and time again
    I get caught up, trying to make those ends
    In my liiiiiife, cause everything
    I do Is a criiiiime, what else could
    I do I would like, to make a change
    But being broke, will make a ***** stay the same
    In my liiiiiife, tell me what to do
    At least I grind, what else could
    I do [Daz]
    I never ever ever ever, did nobody ever wrong
    Will I live, with a ***** be bumping my song
    Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone
    Will I journey on, will
    I journey on
    My journey was swift and thick
    Came up in the game, slanging these rhymes to get rich
    Fifty thousand, to a hundred thousand
    I perfected my housing, now me and my ****** is cold cold lounging
    Roll a Five
    Hundred Wagon, we blasting the morgue
    Cause body bagging, back to the hood cause we sagging
    I ain't asking for no handout, see my demands bout
    That's when
    I planned out, see
    I just cash out
    Make sure it's all there,
    Dat *****
    Daz out Now
    I'm swerving and swerving *****, without a doubt
    It's just another day, just for the
    D-A-Z Or it just another day, got me just being a
    G Be so easily spoken, my minds are open
    My eyes are open,
    I keep smoking
    And spilling that mud leaning, me and my ****** we super thugs
    *****, who the **** that you thought it was [Hook] [Z-Ro]
    I'ma pledge allegiance, to this crooked ass game
    Walking backwards through this rhythm this nation, without a name
    I don't need to be known,
    I just to be living like it
    Cause I come from
    Holiday, there's no other prison like it
    I **** with ****** like
    Chill, and the
    Don Keke Cause not only are they killas, they be about they currency
    Somebody told me
    Z-Ro, get your ass up and go
    Get a job but my job, got to be filling out applications it's hard
    For a young black male, to stack male
    But do it legal, without the help of a crack sale
    That's asking too much, cause my people having it rough
    That's just your ghetto, everyday average stuff
    From California to
    Texas, people are restless and they starving
    Like predators after the prey, they gon come barging
    Just like the police, you might as well call us the
    Fed Because we running **** undercover, but making our bread [Hook] [Thug Dirt]
    I'm trying to make it, but the world want me to take it
    Sticky sticky
    I'm getting stuck, in a crazy situation
    Should I get a job a car and a wife, or chrome with cookies
    On the corner, this is my life
    I often wish it was easy, but the road so cold
    I make one and pay three,
    I gots to make two mo'
    And coming short don't add up, ****** wanna agg' up
    Uncock the gun lil' *****, put the mask up
    I ain't killing no mo',
    I gots to find another way
    I got people locked down, ain't seen the light of day
    I'm struggling right now,
    I still gots to get paid
    God please help me, men my wicked ways
    I'm trudging through the mud, trying to make it to the concrete
    But I'm sinking, can't see my feet
    Thug Dirt guilty or acquitted,
    I'ma push it to the limit
    In the dark, hit the lights so
    I could finish, yeah [Hook]
  • Yeah, let me count that up right there
    Real ****, know
    I mean, you know
    I mean, what's up
    Z-Ro Yeah, this a real one, inhale that **** ***** [Hook]
    Time and time again
    I get caught up, trying to make those ends
    In my liiiiiife, cause everything
    I do Is a criiiiime, what else could
    I do I would like, to make a change
    But being broke, will make a ***** stay the same
    In my liiiiiife, tell me what to do
    At least I grind, what else could
    I do [Daz]
    I never ever ever ever, did nobody ever wrong
    Will I live, with a ***** be bumping my song
    Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone
    Will I journey on, will
    I journey on
    My journey was swift and thick
    Came up in the game, slanging these rhymes to get rich
    Fifty thousand, to a hundred thousand
    I perfected my housing, now me and my ****** is cold cold lounging
    Roll a Five
    Hundred Wagon, we blasting the morgue
    Cause body bagging, back to the hood cause we sagging
    I ain't asking for no handout, see my demands bout
    That's when
    I planned out, see
    I just cash out
    Make sure it's all there,
    Dat *****
    Daz out Now
    I'm swerving and swerving *****, without a doubt
    It's just another day, just for the
    D-A-Z Or it just another day, got me just being a
    G Be so easily spoken, my minds are open
    My eyes are open,
    I keep smoking
    And spilling that mud leaning, me and my ****** we super thugs
    *****, who the **** that you thought it was [Hook] [Z-Ro]
    I'ma pledge allegiance, to this crooked ass game
    Walking backwards through this rhythm this nation, without a name
    I don't need to be known,
    I just to be living like it
    Cause I come from
    Holiday, there's no other prison like it
    I **** with ****** like
    Chill, and the
    Don Keke Cause not only are they killas, they be about they currency
    Somebody told me
    Z-Ro, get your ass up and go
    Get a job but my job, got to be filling out applications it's hard
    For a young black male, to stack male
    But do it legal, without the help of a crack sale
    That's asking too much, cause my people having it rough
    That's just your ghetto, everyday average stuff
    From California to
    Texas, people are restless and they starving
    Like predators after the prey, they gon come barging
    Just like the police, you might as well call us the
    Fed Because we running **** undercover, but making our bread [Hook] [Thug Dirt]
    I'm trying to make it, but the world want me to take it
    Sticky sticky
    I'm getting stuck, in a crazy situation
    Should I get a job a car and a wife, or chrome with cookies
    On the corner, this is my life
    I often wish it was easy, but the road so cold
    I make one and pay three,
    I gots to make two mo'
    And coming short don't add up, ****** wanna agg' up
    Uncock the gun lil' *****, put the mask up
    I ain't killing no mo',
    I gots to find another way
    I got people locked down, ain't seen the light of day
    I'm struggling right now,
    I still gots to get paid
    God please help me, men my wicked ways
    I'm trudging through the mud, trying to make it to the concrete
    But I'm sinking, can't see my feet
    Thug Dirt guilty or acquitted,
    I'ma push it to the limit
    In the dark, hit the lights so
    I could finish, yeah [Hook]