[Z-Ro]
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 niggas 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
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 niggas 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
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