Still My Life lyrics

Artist  : Z-ro 
Song : Still My Life



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[Z-Ro]
Niggas be screaming Z-Ro, how does it feel to be
a ceo
But I don't know, cause I can't get a set of keys
to the studio
And I know my fanbase is probably tired of me
talking about the struggle
But since I resurrected time all the niggas don't
want to see me bubble
Should I be mad at my friends, that's what Pac
said
Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop
dead
I could a give a f**k about a buddy, he don't
really love me
So there ain't no love for these niggas, there's
only love for money
Paranoid like a defendant at a murder trial 
Plus I seen it everyday, but signatured in
cursive style
Motherf**kers be tattle tailing like they taking
names
So when they take a son they drive by I'll be
taking aim
Pressure to pian, are you able to maintain, where
the sun don't shine
On a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. don't
mind
Cause they figure we'll kill eachother by 2000
and 2 
But f**k the streets jesus our praises due to you
only if they knew, this is my life

[Chorus]
This is my liiiiiiiiife
Surviving in the struggle, living so shife
This is my liiiiiiiiife
When will I get to bubble, living so shife

[Z-Ro]
Ain't no waking up in the morning because I'm
still awoke
Previous past tense events got a nigga ready to
kill folks
But I can't lose focus, got my heart set on
heaven
But I was a problem child running wild, for a
nigga with a mac 11
I keep my friends and enemies closer than a
mother and daughter
They'll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets
slaughtered, weaker than water
With they woman as* ways that's why it pays to do
drivebys
 
Niggas be horizontal as I slide by
All night long, I'm paronoid voice mail beeping
for days
Everytime I creep you know I creep with aks and
hks
The motherf**king killing field is where I lay my
head
And the place that I make my bed is where I
spread my led
Motherf**kers be coming to get me in the middle
of the night
But I'ma wreck his face when I put a infrared
beam in the middle of his life
When will it ever stop, until they drop I can't
get no rest
Cause those that also feel me feel well to the
flesh, in my life

[Chorus]

[Z-Ro]
Can I get a little rest, cause I can't take
another test
Haven't I proven myself, so why do I feel like
I'm that victim
I'm just praying for nothing and do the lord even
hear me
Could it be that I was too inoxicated in the
words for coming out early
Cause I've lost most of my partners, I'm losing
family members 
I remember when it was love, but I'll be lonely
by the end of Decemeber
I'm feeling bad, but I can't talk to my dad,
cause he don't care
Plus I'm missing my sister but she don't want to
treat me fare
All this sleeping from house to house, f**king
with my dome
Got two album of my own, but no home
So picture the park bench in blood, is the night
time bed
Ripping the whereabouts to murderers and many
nights I fled
Practically assed out, lord for being somebody
pull some cash out
The reaction is the rawest, but I dash out
f**k everybody, it's all about me and my woman
and child
Because my 9 millimeter because he helped to rob,
this is my life

[Chorus - 2x]