Do Bad On My Own - Z-Ro

I remember situations as an adolescent

I couldn’t roll with the homies they’d rather see a nigga steppin'

Was it cause I was a «school boy» tryin' to get my grades together?

Stayed on the same block but we never played together

All of a sudden, why they wanna come and kick it with Ro?

Thinkin' they can get free cd’s and free ticket’s to show’s?

no!

Pay at the door or you stuck out

And if you get in, don’t ask for nothin' or get escorted the fuck out!

And say lil' mama I ain’t tryin' to go to bed with ya

You smokin' thinkin' I’m about to be breakin' bread with ya

Keep my money in my pocket, never leave it with ho’s

Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep with zero

I love my enemy’s more than friends that’s why I treat’em so friendly

Cause they let you know they hate you, but a friend hides his envy

Ain’t no use in flaggin' me down while I’m out on a creep

If I’m stoppin', my gun’s cockin' you droppin'

I live and die one deep!

I don’t need no help, my nigga, I can do bad on my own

And I don’t need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone

When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it

I’m a nobody until I can shine

So when the money is long, I don’t need nobody to visit

Leave me lonely like you did last time

It’s the same, every day.

every day is the same

Dealin' with fraud ass fellas I swear it ain’t gonna ever change

Even speakin' on the hood, nigga the hood ain’t shit

So when you see me I’m a speak, but that’s as good as it gets

But ain’t no ridin' with me, gettin' drunk, or gettin' high with me

Ten out of ten I bet you would never ride and die with me

All my drugs are for personal use cause I be stressin' bad

Poverty and pain is all I’ve ever had

I remember I was down in the dumps no one lifted me up

Niggas said I would never make it in music cause i wasn’t gifted enough

So why the hell would I chill with y’all?

I’d rather deal with felony charges before I have to deal with y’all

It’s one cup, one sweet cause it’s Z-ro only

Forever lonely I don’t need no phony homey’s all up on me

Cause when niggas get to trippin' with their and shit

For me, I bet my homey’s won’t empty a clip

I live and die one deep!

It was hard to dream when I was hooked on codeine

Killin' myself slowly on purpose cause humans made me nervous

And I knew I’d have to kill one, one day

Then how could I sit up in front of the Lord come Sunday?

That’s why I eat by myself and I sleep by myself

I’m alone twenty-four seven I’m out here on my own

Plus I’m confident that I would never jack myself

For all I know, homicides are homey’s watchin' as I stack my wealth

When I was trippin' with my steel pointed dead at my grill

All my «real niggas was laughin'».

didn’t try to tell me to chill

I ain’t ever had a friend like Joseph

Cause he don’t give a damn if I ever was on a poster

A skinny ass never had a penny ass nigga, treated like a food stamp

Till I dropped a few jams now they diggin' a nigga

It’s plain and simple to witness

If it wasn’t for rappin' who’d give a fuck about my business?

Let me live one deep!