[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the fuck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time
[Verse 1: Pook P]
Why you n***as mad like I owe ya'll something
Got it out the mud, I don't owe ya'll nothing
Tax free dollar, got a bankroll on me
I ain't gotta hit the club just to show ya'll stuntin'
With no sponsors or help, I did this shit all by myself
I just spent just like two thousand on belts
If you n***as ain't right, then you n***as get left
If it ain't about money don't, talk about me, but just don't talk down
On parole, still strapped when I walk round
32 in this 40 n***a pipe down
Like 20 bands on me n***a right now
You don't know me, but know I got lean on me
Just red in my cup, no green homie
??? when I shoot, got a beam on it
N***as hating so much you can see it on 'em
You don't like me, then suck my dick
And bitch when you get out don't accept my shit
And I don't even fuck with ya'll n***as, ya'll n***as ol' lying ass n***as, everybody got bricks
And my name in your mouth, I must be the man in the South
???? shout
Drank something I don't know about a drought
Fifty rounds, I'll air ah n***a out
Keep my name out your mouth
N***a
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the fuck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time
[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Its so hard to turn the other cheek, but I'm trying
I can't trust none of you motherfuckers no mo', cuz all ya'll motherfuckers be lying
And I will never trust a bitch, baby
She don't really fuck with me, she just be fucking with me cuz I'm rich
Gold digging ass hoe
I don't like it like that, I just wanted some head bitch
Talk about me behind my back, in my face you say you never said shit
And I guess I'm wrong for calling bullshit, bullshit
But if I cursed so much, I would be speaking this from the bullpen
It's okay
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Meanwhile my haters keep on talking down
But it's okay
Keep my protection on me when I'm walking round
Get the fuck out my face
Sometime I think I'm really bout to lose my mind
But I'll never lose my faith
I'd rather be living but I'm running out of time
