| I sit and wish… |
| I’m not a kid anymore… |
| Back in the day, motherfuckers said we would never |
| Be shit, but right now I bet they wanna see me doing bad |
| But I’m a G, and ain’t quit until I’m reaching the top |
| And right now, we at the top and ain’t no turning back |
| Back in the days, it was hard to stack some ends |
| Nothing but young guerillas, kicking it sipping juice and gin |
| Trying to find a better way, to make dollas and cents |
| Packing my gat with a 50 pack and when the laws came, I would hit the fence |
| Catch me if you can but I’m more than a man, Z-Ro be a hustler |
| Trying to stack hundreds and fifty’s, in a cluster |
| A buster I can never be that, Slow Loud And Bangin’in my deck |
| Nigga that’s my go and get it music, because it helps me to get my check |
| Remember when motherfuckers, said Z-Ro you won’t succeed |
| But I’m a millionaire, and I owe it all to the hatred I received |
| Can’t forget about drank and weed, cause that’s the key in my back |
| So fuck the world it’s only Trae and Dougie D, me and my strap |
| Rest in peace to Robert Davis, Patrick Hawkins and Big Steve |
| I’m crazy chasing paper, till these haters come get me Nigga we ain’t the mafia, we be the Maab |
| And making motherfuckers hate us is our job, we ain’t kids no mo' |
| I know the life I live be the reason for rhyme, even though it don’t shine |
| Hard times running me out my mind, I pray to God that I will get my time |
| Did they hate me, cause I knew faithfully they’d remain to be shady |
| But I remain to do my thang, riding two deep with me and my lady |
| Jealousy and envy, made them cats wanna do me something bad |
| Like I was they enemy, and they wasn’t feeling me but I’m still gon mash |
| To the top I won’t stop, cause some of the people I know be a bitch |
| It won’t be long for me to get rich, cause I’m a guerilla about to get pissed |
| Ever since 1999, I’ve been doing my thang repping this game |
| Trying to get change on top of change, stressing my brain trying to maintain |
| But I won’t give up because I’m a soldier, whether or not they told you, these |
| Cats better get they act together, cause blocking the way’ll get you ran over |
| Ain’t no way I’ma let them stop me, cause we made the game and they copy |
| Perfected everyday struggling, now everybody wanna be like me Aw naw, we ain’t shining 24/7 I’ma keep on grinding |
| Drank to rap to bust a strap, and living the life while niggas trying |
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