Z-Ro - Eyez On Da Prize lyrics

How much longer do i have to suffer
Cause i can recall being told
That it would get
Greater later but it keeps on gettin ruffer
Dealin with devlish dudes on a
Day to day baises
But, if a nigga don't deal with em how da
Fuck am i gonna make some franklin faces
I got da do what i got da do to maintain
Im gettin sued about to do some time
Plus my whole family left me cause im insane
Pain mary jane ain't even relaxin da strain
Sometimes i think about blowin out
My mother fuckin brain
After da rain it ain't no sun
Atleast not where i come from
Every day be gloomy and grey
Still i try to hold my head
Up but im so fed up
Everything im in love with is a wieght
Guess im back on my own again
Gota get used to bein at home alone
Nigga no water no light no phone
Im sittin all day dreamin about bein gone

Young nigga keep your eyez on da prize
If u foucus on your goals u just
Might reach em before you die
Take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When da times get hard
Cause i wouldn't tell u
Nothin that would hurtcha
Just tryin to give some game so
U won't run into a murda
So take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When da times get hard

Everday is a constant grind a nigga
Don't never be gettin no rest 24
7 about my fede and if it's
Necessary a block get swept
Z-ro is a neat freak any theres to
Many moutherfuckin dirty rats in dis game
Im all about my furtone i wouldn't
Give a fuck about da fame
But everyone keep on yellin out my name
Im a drug addict just tryin to hold
On to my sanity losin my grip
Smokin on dosha wit da weed and da codiene
So fucked up i can't understand shit
All i know is i got my
Motherfuckin pistol to protect me
Cause on a constant baises fools
Be tryin to wet me
Even still i turn to da bible and im
Hopin in da righteous path could direct me
Before strays fuck around and do more
Than graze and disect me
Im livin dis thug life and i
Can't make it no clearer
Unlike these feminine fellas dat practice
Mean muggin in the mirror
U ain't no gangsta nigga yous a bitch
But z-ro be out on da block
Lookin for luda lil jewelries
Livin wit lavish
Habit's till i get it can't stop
Ima be on my own my friend
Tryin to deal wit life
So ima handle my business to be a big man
Nigga fuck crackin up i gotta keep
My mind straight to get paid
Bitch i gotta get a grip

Young nigga keep your eyez on da prize
If u foucus on your goals u just
Might reach em before you die
Take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When the times get hard
Cause i wouldn't tell u
Nothin that would hurtcha
Just tryin to give some game so
U won't run into a murda
So take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When the times get hard

Lately ive been thinkin
While im smokin and im drinkin
Why do i go through everything
A person can go through
And lately ive been hurtin
Cause im smothered by my burdens
And there ain't nothing i can do except let
Go and let u do wut u do
Let me touch da hem of your garmet
Cause i promise my life is a target
And i don't know which way to go
Unless im on my way to da
Weed house or da liqour sto

Young nigga keep your eyez on da prize
If u foucus on your goals u just
Might reach em before you die
Take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When the times get hard
Cause i wouldn't tell u
Nothin that would hurtcha
Just tryin to give some game so
U won't run into a murda
So take your precious and your pains and
Just let go and let god
Maybe he can kick it wit u
When the times get hard