Текст песни So Much - Z-RO
Lately
I've
been
going
through
more
bullshit,
than
a
bull
fighter
So
when
I
say
my
praises
to
God,
one
verse
is
like
a
full
choir
My
every
thought
is
pain,
strain
and
stressing
me
to
death
Everyday
is
like
a
rehearsal,
that's
prepping
me
for
death
I
think
I'm
ready,
because
this
world
ain't
no
friend
of
mine
Only
thing
I
qualify
for,
is
murder
and
Penitentiary
time
Y'all
should
of
shot
me,
in
the
jimmy
instead
But
I
guess
they
was
feeling
eachother,
to
get
head
in
the
bed
Here
I
am,
first
born
torn
between
heaven
and
hell
I
tell
my
people
so
no
to
dope,
but
I
let
it
sell
Need
to
practice
my
preaching,
calling
the
kettle
black
I
know
I'm
on
pot
before
or
not,
I
gotta
peddle
crack
Ain't
nobody
got
my
back,
except
the
laws
when
they
on
it
So
I
be
going
for
broke,
demolishing
my
opponents
Leaving
no
traces
just
blood
on
faces,
believe
that
HK
I'ma
squeeze
that,
you
won't
even
want
be
back
I
got
through
so
much,
so
I
try
to
stay
fucked
up
Because,
when
I'm
sober
I
can't
maintain
Even
though
I
do
my
best,
the
only
thing
I
earn
is
stress
So
I,
spend
most
of
my
days
chilling
with
Mary
Jane
I
can't
focus,
I'm
losing
my
mind
real
fast
Dreaming
and
fiending
for
the
day,
I
could
make
some
real
cash
Dropping
album
after
album,
platinum
song
after
song
But
it's
like
I
ain't
did
nothing,
cause
the
lights
ain't
on
How
can
I
win,
it's
like
everything
I
do
is
a
motherfucking
sin
It
got
a
nigga,
fiending
to
see
my
end
All
of
my
friends
are
fake,
they
come
around
when
I'm
spending
cash
But
when
I'm
broke
they
out
the
do',
with
wheels
spinning
fast
Lonely,
daily
dodging
the
devil
but
he
on
me
Telling
my
people
fuck
him,
cause
he
be
working
through
my
homies
Burning
bridges,
and
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Remember
y'all
laughing
at
me,
when
I
couldn't
get
a
buck
It's
all
gravy
baby,
I
got
bigger
hurdles
I'm
trying
to
jump
over
my
residence
And
my
vehicle,
is
something
I
dump
over
And
it
might
not
be
much,
but
it's
all
I
got
So
when
I
paint
it,
promethazyne
is
all
I
pop
I
got
through
so
much,
so
I
try
to
stay
fucked
up
Because,
when
I'm
sober
I
can't
maintain
Even
though
I
do
my
best,
the
only
thing
I
earn
is
stress
So
I,
spend
most
of
my
days
chilling
with
Mary
Jane
I'm
on
pre-trial
now,
and
I
can't
smoke
no
weed
Cause
if
I
catch
a
dirty,
I'm
facing
T-I-M-E
My
first
time
ever
sober,
it's
fucking
with
my
brain
Got
a
nigga
with
an
attitude,
I
can't
maintain
If
you
cross
me
I'll
bring
it
to
you
hard,
not
softly
Living
like
I'm
invincible,
one
day
it's
gonna
cost
me
When
it's
time
to
pay
up,
and
I
lay
up
in
a
grave
Bury
me
with
a
fifty
sack,
and
a
motherfucking
12
gauge
Hey,
no
love
in
my
heart
Cause
my
homies
was
phony,
straight
from
the
motherfucking
start
Why
couldn't
I
get
a
ride,
if
I
ain't
have
no
weed,
these
motherfuckers
Ain't
my
people,
they
gotta
be
strangers
up
a
reverend
breed
So
I
bless
the
streets,
with
my
smith-n-wesson
And
if
you
beefing
with
me
nigga,
better
get
your
weapon
You
better
pray
that
I'm
codeine,
and
I'm
just
tripping
But
I
won't
let
you
add
up
to
my
problems,
I
will
leave
you
tripping
I
got
through
so
much,
so
I
try
to
stay
fucked
up
Because,
when
I'm
sober
I
can't
maintain
Even
though
I
do
my
best,
the
only
thing
I
earn
is
stress
So
I,
spend
most
of
my
days
chilling
with
Mary
Jane
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1 On My Grind
2 Z-Ro
3 These Ni***z
4 King Of The Getto
5 11 Many N***z
6 I Hate U B***h
7 Hey Lil Mama
8 So Much
9 That'Z Who I Am
10 Everyday
11 Crooked Officer
12 Why
13 Happy FeelingZ
14 II Many Ni***z
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