I sit and wish...
I'm not a kid anymore...
[Hook]
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
[Z-Ro]
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'm not a kid anymore...
[Hook]
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
[Z-Ro]
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'
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