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• Artiste: Z-Ro
• Titre: Gotta Maintain
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Uh I was like, "Lord, why have You forsaken me?" (Why, Lord?) All these niggas, all these bitches out here hatin' me (It's okay) And I don't even know what I did (Know what I did) Just tryna be daddy, I don't even know it's my kid (Daddy anyway) That's why I be like, "These hoes ain't shit" Once your bros start roachin' off you, your bros can't quit Stood up for so many people, I'm like, "Ro can't sit" But when I need help, why is help what Ro can't get? (I'ma be aight, though) But I ain't trippin', it's that One Deep Entertainment shit (Ayy) It's all on me, none of that pointin'-finger shit (Ayy) They wanna see me fall (See me fall) But these bitchеs don't have to see me ball, yeah (Ayy, ayy, uh) I gotta maintain Thеy don't wanna see me shine They gon' have to see me shine, that's 'cause I grind I gotta maintain Yeah, it's church in here this evening And I'm so glad I'm breathin', it's my season I gotta maintain Give a fuck about you haters I am all about my paper I gotta maintain Give a fuck about you haters I am all about my paper Oh yeah, they was laughin' at my clothes, I couldn't afford what they had Now they can't afford what I got, they see me winnin', they mad I was homeless while they were livin' with they mom and they dad Now they would work for food, that's just the type of karma they had Y'all know my story, it ain't no different from any my brothers and sisters that struggle We deserve to be in that situation, that's if we don't get the fuck up and go hustle I was just hungry, I was just lookin' for food, officer, not lookin' for trouble Baby don't understand why I be like, "I'ma go to work, I ain't got no time to cuddle" Hey, man, say, man, look, I'm terrified, I'm scared than a bitch 'Cause every dollar I got me, a person that's not me is tryna take half of my shit Hell no, I didn't trust them niggas that was workin' for me because they were scared of jake It be so many devils tryna give you fake, Heaven'll see the real and you better pray I gotta maintain They don't wanna see me shine They gon' have to see me shine, that's 'cause I grind (That's 'cause I grind) I gotta maintain Yeah, it's church in here this evening (Church) And I'm so glad I'm breathin', it's my season I gotta maintain Give a fuck about you haters (Yeah) I am all about my paper (Yeah, yeah) I gotta maintain Give a fuck about you haters (Give a fuck) I am all about my paper (Haha)