Lyrics:
a better life
I see the suffering in your eyes
I don't know about you but I gotta survive
Z-Ro you need to get your shit together bro
I know it's
the K-Y Jelly
All night get you wide up inside the telly
Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me
Chorus: Jay-Z (with Amil-lion)
(Nigga
Taxiderm' your bitch head
Mount it on the wall (it's MO)
Throw it up, nigga, we stand tall (it's MO)
You know what the fuck we stand for, it's MO
Too many
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
heart is set on snoozing
This ol' clock has been abused too many times
I've got ambitions that are waiting to be conquered and the day is looking prime
[Hook]
Do you see, what I see
All I do, is want to be
Somebody, can you feel what I feel
I try my best, to keep it real
And pay dues
[Z-Ro]
Extra
I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won't get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won't get back
Yeah, I
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Intro
( Tayayan )
Slimkid
Verse 1
If money they I no they talk too much
No be say i they form too much
Many things I no give up
Since
don't even remember his ass
She down for Z-Ro and do anything I ask
Cause I hit her with the mule
That's the reason why these broads be tripping
twelve
Live wit it, y'all got dough to get get it
I got mine, your little bit of money couldn't stop mine
Your block time, too hot, too many hands in your
know I got that fire
Too many Dracs, give a fuck 'bout my priors
Gon' demonstrate, I put that on Rakiyah
I'm back and I'm better, they thought I was
That's my new addition, nobody in it
Chop shops in the hood, no karate in it
So much money, got a money tree
Whoop so many niggas' ass, shit we money team
I got this bookie on my hip, don't try to take a pic
Too many fuck-ups up in this world, I know them niggas sick
And he was dissin' on the gram, we
Many a nights I felt alone
And I was zoning by myself
Many a nights I felt
That I could find
No help from no one else
Many a times while I was
shooting my shot lil nigga this a drive by
Alazy depressed then I vent it out huh
Bitch you disgusting like sour kraut huh
I make a hating nigga blackout
(Hey bitch)
(Fuck you, fuck you)
(What's up, hoe?)
(Fuck you)
Hey
(Thought you were cool)
Question
How many of you niggas hate me?
Hmmm?
How many
his last breath, too many of my partnas
Beneath me, because a bitch made nigga blasted
Too many features in songs, tell me why I ain't got no home
a nigga life in the hustle
Wondering brah, I don't want to make no god damn headlines
I don't want to do, no god damn fed times
(Chorus - 2x)
[Z-Ro]
Could
Baby girl send me the addy
She done popped too many addys
I took this shit to the attic
I took this shit to the roof
Gifted niggas bitch
You making me
simple science it’s real in that project
Seen too many niggas done got killed in that project
But I know hustlers who made mills in the project
Homie
a hoe, now that's too many hoes
Nigga with a AK-47
Three-sixty five, twenty-four seven
Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty
But all the hoe shit still so
O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
You fuckin' with a nigga livin' destructively, pump and pee
Tuckin' T's often it counts from the flow on
I'm tryna handle my business to funk
O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
You fuckin' with a nigga livin' destructively, pump and pee
Tuckin' T's often it counts from the flow on
I'm tryna handle my business to funk
a hospital, stop it
I am unstoppable, you cannot stop me
I was dreaming of the blue skies with the palm trees
Tryna find it, I'm with RO-B. Z. and Zymic
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