How much longer do I have to suffer?
'Cause I can recall being told that it would get greater
later but it keeps on gettin' rougher
Dealin' with devilish dudes
on a day- to- day basis
But if a nigga don't deal with 'em, how ever the
fuck am I to make some cranking faces?
Sometime I think about blowin'
out my motherfuckin' brain
After the rain it ain't no sun,
at least not where I come from
Every day be gloomy and grey
Still I try to hold my head up but
I'm so fed up
Everything I'm in love with is a weight
Guess I'm back on my own again
Gotta get used to bein' at home alone
Nigga, no water, no light, no phone
I'm sittin' all day dreamin'
about bein' gone
Young nigga keep your eyes on da prize
If you focus on your goals you just
might reach 'em before you die
Take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' you
when the time get hard
You know, I wouldn't tell you
nothin' that would hurt ya
Just tryin' to give some game so
you won't run into a murder
So take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' ya when
the times get hard
Everyday is a constant grind,
a nigga don't never be gettin' no rest
24 7 about
my fede and if it's ne
cessary a block get swept
Z- RO is a neat freak,
and there's to many moutherfuckin' dirty rats in this game
I'm all about my furtone, I wouldn't
give a fuck about da fame
But everyone keep on
yellin' out my name
I'm a drug addict, just tryin' to hold on to my sanity,
losin' my grip
Smokin' on dose wit' da weed and da Codeine,
so fucked up I can't understand shit
All I know is I got my motherfuckin'
pistol to protect me
'Cause on a constant basis
fools be tryin' to wet me
Even still I turn to
da Bible and I'm hopin' in
da righteous path could direct me
Before strays fuck around and do more than graze,
and dissect me
I'm livin' this thug life and I
can't make it no clearer
Unlike these feminine fellas,
dat practice mean muggin' in the mirror
You ain't no gangsta, nigga, you a bitch,
but Z- RO be out on da block
Lookin' for Luda lil' jewelries, livin wit'
lavish habits 'til I get it can't stop
I'ma be on my own, my friend,
tryin' to deal wit' life
So I'ma handle my business
to be a big man
Motherfuck crackin' up, I gotta keep
my mind straight to get paid
Bitch, I gotta get a grip
Young nigga keep your eyes on da prize
If you focus on your goals you just
might reach 'em before you die
Take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' you
when the time get hard
You know, I wouldn't tell you
nothin' that would hurt ya
Just tryin' to give some game so
you won't run into a murder
So take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' ya
when the time get hard
There ain't nothing I can do except
let go and let you do what you do
Let me touch da hem of your garmet
'Cause I promise, my life is a target
And I don't know which way to go
Unless I'm on my way to the weed
house or the liquor store
Young nigga keep your eyes on da prize
If you focus on your goals you just
might reach 'em before you die
Take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' you
when the time get hard
You know, I wouldn't tell you
nothin' that would hurt ya
Just tryin' to give some game so
you won't run into a murder
So take your pressures and your pains
and just let go and let God
Maybe he can kick it wit' ya when the
time get hard
Z-ro 
