Z-Ro Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Maintain Lyrics

f/ Hawk

 

 [Z-Ro]

 I'ma maintain, all about fortune, not the fame

 Feddy, cold cash and a diamond ring, it's all about feddy when I rap sing

 I'm sick of this struggling all damn day

 never see the sun cause skies stay gray

 This for the little kids that can't go play

 Cause everybody outside playing with an AK

 Come around my niggas you bust you fuck around get lost

 Better not set trip, fuck around get tossed 

 I be a fool with that break them off 

 Lay it down little daddy straight take them off

 Yeah I'm living a sin when against the grain

 You don't know Z-Ro you don't know my pain

 Tears be coming on down like rain

 It's a full time job, trying to maintain

 Want to stay right but right be broke, a nigga can't eat with dreams and hopes

 Steady be thinking of sell some dope, or trying to get paid from songs I wrote

 In it to win it, don't plan to lose, got to be a real nigga fill my shoes

 Got to pay the rent, got to pay the light bill 

 Got to pay the depend, deposit and pay dues

 Me and that H-A-W-K, got to deal with stress when it come my way 

 But one of these days gone be out there

 It's a bitch took a ball, ball and parlay

 Until we make it we mash together

 Ooint seven by the nine we blast together

 South sive for live, S.U.C. for life, nigga we get cash forever

 

 (Chorus - 2x)

 Maintaining, hustling struggling but I got to survive

 Keep maintaining, it's a burden up on my conscience just staying alive

 

 [Hawk]

 I'm a real hustler stacking funds, riding around with a loaded gun

 Some of my niggas that's on the run, with all that weed up in your lungs

 Get your paper, get your dough, buy it off the show room floor

 Go about this process slow, and feel the pain of my nigga Z-Ro

 Over money I lose sleep, sell work, fuck sheep

 Spit heat on beats, to make my, ends meet

 Press hard on tablet sheets, everything else is obsolete

 Victim of these ghetto streets, you don't work, you don't eat

 I strive to, gain fame, struggle to maintain

 Stay away from no names and flip bricks of cocaine

 This rap thang's been good to me, feeds my, family

 Forever keep my sanity, and do this shit for P-A-T

 Must keep a leather head, for all my partners let's make em spread

 Me and my niggas we break bread, until the whole family's fed

 You heard what, I said, in this, over bull

 All that, I say, I speak, the truth

 

 (Chorus - 2x)

 

 [Z-Ro]

 Looking at this little light of mine, never did glimmer, never did shine

 Cause I resort to a life of crime, and I know I'm wrong, but I got to get mine

 Got to feed my mouth and five more, I grind every day but I stay broke

 Responsibility baby, taking a load off my little day

 Steady be working her fingers to the bone, aching and tired when she come home

 Bout to pull a stunt, last of the month

 Ain't no more work, just riding on chrome 

 No rocks in my pocket the on my neck

 One slip and I'm tripping one growing up thick

 Give me a couple of zeros on a check

 I might sweat, but never gone let up

 

 (Chorus - 6x)