Z-Ro - Love Ain't Live lyrics

Z-Ro the Crooked, AKA King of Da Ghetto
Representing Assholes By Nature

I always been a soldier
But I never did look for no wars
I walk with God
But I still receive bruises and scars
Everybody was shitting on me, for no reason
Couldn't wait to get my money right
And finally get even
Remember when I pushed the canary colors
With a pocket full of lint
Booster cables was necessary
For everywhere I went
Sold dope for a minute
Till my nigga start snitching
Guess they didn't wanna see a nigga
Get money out the kitchen 'Fore my mama died
(mama said) , people gonna hate ya
Cause they can't do what you doing
Cause they women wanna date ya
Be ready for it, it's gon happen all day long
If everybody got love for ya
You doing some'ing wrong
That's why I strive to please, Z-Ro
Keep my money on the low
Cause if my friends try to get me
They gotta go you can hate me all you want
Cause I'ma use it for my good
Thanks for helping me
To make it out the hood

This one is to my real niggas
That hate me every single day
Because of you, I make the world pay
Ain't got no love for nothing
That got love for me, cause love ain't live
They don't love me
They love my nickels and dimes

Everytime I pray to God
I ask him to forgive me for all my flaws
But, I'm paranoid
I can't keep my pistol out my drawas
Seem like everytime I move
Somebody watching me
But still I continue to pay my dues
It ain't no stopping me till I'm satisfied
Until then I'm left to ride till it's over
But, I travel with no passengers
You can't ride if you ain't doja
I don't even trust myself
So where you think you stand with me
Fuck everybody
I feel like everybody out to get me
If it ain't so, tell me why I live like this
Po' than a motherfuckers
But I still give like I'm rich
I promise trying to make it to heaven
Is hard as hell especially now
When all I receive is pictures and mail
Motherfuckers was plotting on me
Just to get me out the way
You them ride or die niggas
I use to fuck with everyday
I appreciate y'all, for turning your backs
Once I was alone
All my poverty turned into stacks

If you look me in my eyes
You will find no emotion
The reason why I pass my homies up
And keep on coasting
Cause life has been hard
And they ain't make it no better
Making a mockery out of Joseph McVey
For lack of cheddar
But now I make the world
Pay me jewels and riches
Remember when I gave a fuck
About you niggas and bitches
But when I was doing bad
I couldn't get up out the pit's hand
Couldn't even spend the night
When I didn't have a spot to live in
I barely had enough scratch
For a dime sack and a cigar to the world
I was just another nothing ass nigga
But, I made it out the ghetto
In the nick of time
Right before I let my Z-Ro haters
See me lose my mind
It's a different ball game
Now I'm in the major leagues
No longer have to be dreaming
Just to see me play with G's
I know my haters, can't stand me
Cause everyday they homeboys and
Homegirls jam me, i'm loving it