[Z-Ro:]
My life is like a crazy game, duckin' & dodgin' crooked cops
On a mission fishin' for feddy, ready to make a knot
I'm used to havin' less & I just can't deal with the stress
And it seems like everywhere I go, another nigga wanna test
Brother don't disrespect yourself & get yourself up in a vine
'Cause I'm a maniac with a mac & a black backpack
Smokin' up on the urban fat sack, I'm tryin' to keep from goin' off
But niggas be tryin' to make me starve when I need groceries in my house
Wicked niggas 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 niggas on a daily basis
I Don't really wanna fuck with 'em, but see they baby faces
I gotta survive.
[Chorus:] [x2]
Let Me Live My Life, nigga don't fuck with me
To deal out these deeds, 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 nigga 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 nigga learned like that
And I had to get up & bleed the block
And it don't stop.
[Chorus:] [x2]
Let Me Live My Life, nigga don't fuck with me
To deal out these deeds, then you die
And when it's my time I hope I don't cry.
[Z-Ro:]
My nigga 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
Bitch niggas 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 nigga 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 balls & my word.
[Chorus:] [x4]
Let Me Live My Life, nigga don't fuck with me
To deal out these deeds, then you die
And when it's mine I hope I don't cry.
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