[Z-Ro:]
My mind just goes off & wonders 'cause it ain't stable
See I be fantasizin' 'about puttin' food on the table
'Cause in the ghetto my hood, prison is promised to us
Some of us let hell teach us, some let college do it
They think I'm nothin' 'cause I don't get up & get a job
But I be tryin' the only thing I get is gettin' hard
I'm sick & tired of bein' sick & tired, holla if you hear me & your with me now
Got my life right with God
You haters come & get me now, 50 rounds is what I'm a destrand
That's on my mama God rest her soul
n***a picture me playin' foes gon' bleed & deed follow my lead
When I'm sober I can't focus, pa** that seed to me
And dedications all day long
Seems like when I'm goin' through it my partners stay gone, but it's all gravy baby
'Cause I want you to hate me, calico gon' stay off safety
Murder muthaf**ers if they make me.
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Will I Go Crazy? I don't know.
The pain is f**in' with me lately, but here it don't show.
I can't let it faze me 'cause I can't stop.
I'm more than just the ghetto lately 'cause I'm a reach the top.
[Miss Dameanor:]
Like 2Pac I be the last muthaf**er in this b**h freezin'
And feel me money over n***as be my pledge of allegiance
Whether I sang or I heat you, I'm a wait 'til I'm sinkin'
No dirt inside my credentials, b**hes gon' have they own reasons
This how we up in the game, I'm 'about my paper f** fame
The last day you gon' see we roll down feelin' shame
This how the lessons gangstafied been a chaser since youth
Bet not go squabblin' for respect to see who got the most juice
I been a witness to the struggle, days & spots have been missed
The devil huffin' like a wolf, that's why I'm buildin' with bricks
I seen & heard plenty sh**, from ghetto baby to woman
It's either keep your head above the water or get swept under
Been a gorilla in the midst, this matchin' soldier be marchin'
Now valet & curb service more sauce for handicap parkin'
When more days get brighter my tribulations get lighter
What's more shalant about my life, now I'm a Southern street fighter!
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Will I Go Crazy? I don't know.
The pain is f**in' with me lately, but here it don't show.
I can't let it faze me 'cause I can't stop.
I'm more than just the ghetto lately 'cause I'm a reach the top.
[Z-Ro:]
Don't be tellin' me 'about no riff-raff, I'm buster-free
All about my wealthy, I don't need nobody to f** with me
I'm a keep my 12 gauge, the only company I need
Can't forget about hydro & a paint of codeine
Flippin' to Austin comin' from Houston on a mission to make feddy
Either stop f**in' with some of my people 'cause they wasn't ready
But the whole wide world, it's just me & my dreams
And anybody roll glock is gon' be seein' my beam.
[Miss Dameanor:]
Went from dirt packs to platinum, watch the jealous one hatin'
To see who's real from the fake & thank the Lord what I make
Hard times brought tears, misery if you last
Realize I wasn't gon' be sh** if I didn't get off my a**
For the ones who was there anticipated my fall
I cry still on d**h field, but I can ball & stood tall
Now Miss Dameanor live lavage, went from broke to hood rich
Plan to live to the fullest, then I'm up outta this b**h!
[Chorus: Z-Ro] [x2]
Will I Go Crazy? I don't know.
The pain is f**in' with me lately, but here it don't show.
I can't let it faze me 'cause I can't stop.
I'm more than just the ghetto lately 'cause I'm a reach the top.