Lyrics So Much.lrc Z-Ro
[id: pshjhsnh]
[ar: Z-RO]
[al: The Life of Joseph W. McVey]
[ti: So Much]
[length: 03:50]
[00:20.26]Lately I’ve been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter
[00:23.02]So when I say my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir
[00:26.30]My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death
[00:28.63]Everyday is like a rehearsal, that’s prepping me for death
[00:31.06]I think I’m ready, because this world ain’t no friend of mine
[00:33.45]Only thing I qualify for, is murder and Penitentiary time
[00:36.69]Y’all should of shot me, in the jimmy instead
[00:38.83]But I guess they was feeling eachother, to get head in the bed
[00:41.12]Here I am, first born torn between heaven and hell
[00:44.65]I tell my people so no to dope, but I let it sell
[00:47.01]Need to practice my preaching, calling the kettle black
[00:49.19]I know I’m on pot before or not, I gotta peddle crack
[00:52.17]Ain’t nobody got my back, except the laws when they on it
[00:54.72]So I be going for broke, demolishing my opponents
[00:57.14]Leaving no traces just blood on faces, believe that
[00:59.82]HK I’ma squeeze that, you won’t even want be back
[01:02.72]I got through so much, so I try to stay fucked up
[01:07.60]Because, when I’m sober I can’t maintain
[01:12.82]Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
[01:18.23]So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane
[01:23.27]I can’t focus, I’m losing my mind real fast
[01:25.36]Dreaming and fiending for the day, I could make some real cash
[01:28.52]Dropping album after album, platinum song after song
[01:30.93]But it’s like I ain’t did nothing, cause the lights ain’t on
[01:33.68]How can I win, it’s like everything I do is a motherfucking sin
[01:36.89]It got a nigga, fiending to see my end
[01:38.91]All of my friends are fake, they come around when I’m spending cash
[01:41.83]But when I’m broke they out the do’, with wheels spinning fast
[01:44.57]Lonely, daily dodging the devil but he on me
[01:46.96]Telling my people fuck him, cause he be working through my homies
[01:49.40]Burning bridges, and I don’t give a fuck
[01:51.43]Remember y’all laughing at me, when I couldn’t get a buck
[01:53.89]It’s all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles I’m trying to jump over my residence
[01:57.58]And my vehicle, is something I dump over
[01:59.97]And it might not be much, but it’s all I got
[02:02.33]So when I paint it, promethazyne is all I pop
[02:05.53]I got through so much, so I try to stay fucked up
[02:10.04]Because, when I’m sober I can’t maintain
[02:15.68]Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
[02:20.95]So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane
[02:25.99]I’m on pre-trial now, and I can’t smoke no weed
[02:28.68]Cause if I catch a dirty, I’m facing T-I-M-E
[02:31.34]My first time ever sober, it’s fucking with my brain
[02:33.96]Got a nigga with an attitude, I can’t maintain
[02:36.41]If you cross me I’ll bring it to you hard, not softly
[02:39.38]Living like I’m invincible, one day it’s gonna cost me
[02:41.78]When it’s time to pay up, and I lay up in a grave
[02:44.11]Bury me with a fifty sack, and a motherfucking 12 gauge
[02:47.58]Hey, no love in my heart
[02:48.90]Cause my homies was phony, straight from the motherfucking start
[02:51.56]Why couldn’t I get a ride, if I ain’t have no weed, these motherfuckers
[02:54.75]Ain’t my people, they gotta be strangers up a reverend breed
[02:57.46]So I bless the streets, with my smith-n-wesson
[02:59.87]And if you beefing with me nigga, better get your weapon
[03:02.28]You better pray that I’m codeine, and I’m just tripping
[03:04.94]But I won’t let you add up to my problems, I will leave you tripping
[03:08.37]I got through so much, so I try to stay fucked up
[03:13.17]Because, when I’m sober I can’t maintain
[03:18.28]Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress
[03:23.44]So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane
[03:32.84]Year of Release: 2004