Let Me Live My Life

[Z-Ro:] My life is like a crazy game, duckin' & dodgin' crooked cops
On a mission fi*******n' for feddy ready to make a knot
I'm use to havin' less &
I just can't deal with the stress
And it seems like everywhere
I go, another ***** wanna test
Brother don't disrespect yourself & get yourself up in a vine '
Cause I'm a maniac with a mac & a black backpack
Smoke nothin' but urban fat sack,
I'm tryin' to keep from goin' off
But *****s be tryin' to make me starve, when
I need groceries in my house
Wicked *****s say they be friends, but end up tryin' to kill your friends
Always turn to foes, that's sayin' it's over millions
Dealin' with dirty *****s on a daily basis
I don't really wanna ***** with 'em, but see they baby faces
I gotta survive. [Chorus:] [x2]
Let Me Live
My Life, ***** don't ***** with me
To G another
G then you die
And when it's my time
I hope I don't cry. [Z-Ro:]
Livin' in the ghetto, day by day
I'm bumpin' tryin' to make a profit 'cause
I gotta get my pay
You better keep watchin' me & pretty soon you'll see man
That I'm a real rich ***** from the
Houston streets
Fried out lickin' lookin' for something to eat
I'm on a mission, whippin' birds like they stole something
Pain, it make me wanna roll something
I'm a soldier &
I'm outta my mind
Voicemail beepin' for days 'cause
I'm out on the grind
Guess my Daddy didn't love me 'cause he turned his back
Therefore the streets is my people, a ***** learned like that
And I had to get up & bleed the block
And it don't stop. [Chorus:] [x2]
Let Me Live
My Life, ***** don't ***** with me
To G another
G, then you die
And when it's my time
I hope I don't cry. [Z-Ro:]
My ***** Herman
Fisher doin' fed time
I remember like it was yesterday, it made the headlines, damn
I had to start all over, but it didn't matter 'cause
I was a soldier
Walkin' around with a king size chip on my shoulder
Missin' my mama while
I lay down, on benches to sleep
Snatchin' purses & hoppin' fences just to eat
Still I maintain,
I'm still in the same game chasin' paper
***** *****s be up in my business, like oops
I'm erasin' haters
I'm S.U.C. for life,
KMJ until
I'm finished
Like Popeye from the ghetto, but a ***** don't need no spinach
All I need is my
Nina when
I be flippin' birds '
Cause all
I have in this world, is my ***** & my word. [Chorus:] [x4]
Let Me Live
My Life, ***** don't ***** with me
To G another
G, then you die
And when it's mine
I hope I don't cry.