On My Grind

On My Grind
[Z-Ro]
Uhhhh oh, y'all motherfuc*** done fuc*** up now
Man Z-Ro the crooked the mothafuc*** Moe-city don
Yeah ni*** I done hooked up with Rap-A-Lot
Knahimsayin I know y'all don't like that
but f*** y'all though feel me

[Verse 1: Z-Ro]
From mansions, to Hummers, resently I want it all
like every other ni*** that's twenty-six I wanna ball
that's why I get off my rump and I go and get it(go and get it)
so when my pockets lookin' low it's time to pay the suburbs
but this it I can't see my self at the bottom of the food chain
when a ni*** hungry, and broke I go thru some mood swings
lay it down motherfuc*** I got kids to feed
I was on the block when it moved slow, all Z-Ro needed was speed
do I suffer from greed? I gotta get some cash quick
cause I look back on my life a ni*** ain't never had shit
50-packin get me thru the night, want get me but my profit
I gotta room but shit y'all them J's done kept on chopping
(??)on some big O's, keepin fiends lit (??)like pillows
I eat on the block, and sleep on the block, then I retreat on my block
goin out of town for birds about the piece on my block

[Chorus]
Caught up in the game of chasing dough
I'm not mama's little boy no mo'
so next time you see me in public I'm on my grind
starving I'm just tryna get fed
so I gotta get up and go get this bread
and I'm about to be a million, about to lose my mind
[Z-Ro]
Catch me if you can is my vision of me screamin'
so I chase e'm like the law until my jewelry is gleamin(*brake*)