On My Grind

[Z-Ro]
Uhhhh oh, y'all motherfuckers done fucked up now
Man Z-Ro the crooked, the mothafuckin Moe-city don
Yeah nigga I done hooked up with Rap-A-Lot
Knowmsayin? I know y'all don't like that
But fuck y'all though, feel me
[Z-Ro]
The mansion, the Hummer and the Bentley, I want it all
Like every other nigga that's twenty-six I wanna ball
That's why I get up off my rump
And I go and get it (go and get it)
So when my pockets lookin' low, time to pay the suburb a visit
I can't see myself at the bottom of the food chain
When a nigga hungry and broke, I go through some mood swang
Lay it down motherfucker I got kids to feed
I was on the block when they were too slow
And Z-Ro need it with speed
Do I suffer from greed? I gotta get some cash quick
Cause I look back on my life a nigga ain't never had shit
50-pack'll get me through the night, went 50 with my profit
Then got a room, shit showered and shaved and kept on choppin
Quarter ounces off some big O
Keepin fiends geekin and stuffin weed-sacks like pillow
I eat on the block and sleep on the block (5-0!)
Then I retreat on the block
Burnin out-of-towners for birds about the piece on my block
[Chorus]
Caught up in this 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
I'm out here starving I'm just tryna get fed
So I gotta get up and go get this bread
In a rush to be a millionaire about to lose my mind
[Z-Ro]
Catch me if you can is what Benjamin be screamin'
So I chase him like the law until my jewelry is gleeeeeaaaamin
[scratching]