Zero

Zero - Everyday, Samethang lyrics

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When the fetti be rollin' setty, won't nobody be home

When the money start lookin' funny, all my friends get gone

Concerts and studio times, they love to come and kick it

But without gas money Z-ro gone miss it

I thought to myself, this feels like nobody hear me

Even though I screamin' I must be a demon cuz won't nobody come near me

People laugh at me because I ain' got respect like faith

F**k respect I do this to keep a ride and a place

Will I survive cuz God is watchin'

Satan takin' my sanity please God stop it

Im feelin' like Snoop cuz murder is the case that they gave me

They knew I ain' do it, but just to they permission they wanna hang me

I'm feelin' like Jesus when he was about to be crucified

Please everyone if you don't help me then you could die

Suicide is safety, but it's definite hell

Somebody dead and I'm stressin' in jail

I'm sangin' the blues





Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was just to make a lil' change

I'm real but niggas still talk downon my name

Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was to be in the rap game

Cuz my people step on me like I'ma flow mad fame





I'm used to mother organizations, and locs of my own

Evaporate like brillo, when fiends smokin' that stones

That's the way we live in the ghetto, if we could we'd change

But don't nobody love us but trouble, so that's why we bang

Many funerals to go to, I don't go to none

Never look in a pinebox, until I see Z-ro in one

Ain' no future in front, and I'm scared to be decease

But it seems like the only way a guerilla-mobb gangsta gone see peace

Cuz mama waitin' on me, her grandma Bezzy

Tellin' me ain' no hatas in heaven, or detectives to sweat me

And a mansion a home in the ground, that'll be mine

Hand ready singin' praises to God that'll be fine

Plus they tell me the streets made of gold

Here people murder peole, the webbin' in heaven is under your toes

It ain' hard doin' right, it's just hard to succeed

I wanna live but it's hard to breathe

It got me singin' blues





Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was just to make a lil' change

I'm real but niggas still talk downon my name

Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was to be in the rap game

Cuz my people step on me like I'ma flow mad fame





I came along way, but it's still alot of road up ahead

To be honest I'm feelin' like I'm suppose to be dead

People feelin' like I suppose be happy cuz I'm makin' some ends

But I'm lonely cuz I cannot communicate with my friends

Niggas I grew up with, be actin' like we ain' grow up together

F**k hoes, and po' up together

Nigga you cried on my shoulders and I cried on yours

Yeah you rode on my enemies, so I ride on yours

But it's a different day and time

And we don't even kick it

Ain' nobody got to holla no mo' it's strictly buisiness

But I tell you this, I will always have love for ya

The same nigga bitch I still shed blood for ya

The same nigga blood bitch I love ya

I went to school to fight niggas for you, 

Even though we wasn't blood brothers

F**k that, we was brothers

What we is now

I can't do nothin' but continue my years out

But it's all gravy, ain' nobody gotta chill with

Only thing I ask nigga keep it real with me





Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was just to make a lil' change

I'm real but niggas still talk downon my name

Everyday I'm still goin' through the samethang

I'm tryin' so hard just to maitain

All I ever wanted was to be in the rap game

Cuz my people step on me like I'ma flow mad fame









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