Z-Ro - Never Fold lyrics
[Z-Ro - Never Fold lyrics]
A nigga like me, man, I love the game
I love the hustle
Funny, man, you a hustling motherfucker, man
For real uh
I don't do it 'cause I
Have to, I do it 'cause, i can-a-than
I don't wanna conversate
Miss me with the ramblin'
Lotta smokin' weed
Lotta gettin' drunk and gamblin'
I come up with my own shit
It's not a lot of samplin'
I'm scared of nothin'
You ain't never seen me panickin'
Silent as a brick wall
Stiffer than a mannequin
They still hatin'? Give a fuck
I'm still managin'
I give 'em goosebumps every time like Travis
Man straight outta "Break Your Wrists
" Texas my hood, listen
I been in the 'burbs
And I will still be on that hood shit
She got degrees and shit
But she still a hood bitch
We do it for generational wealth
Fuck a "hood rich, " listen
Forty acres and immune is what we should get
But, felonies
That's what everybody in the hood get
Yeah, I wanna help 'em
But I ain't gon' be the hood nigga
If I don't give 'em nothin', they
Like, "You ain't from the hood, z"
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me
Uh, baby, you don't know the half
I was so broke, I promise
All I could do was laugh (Ha ha ha)
I was on my back, that's way past on my ass
Now the IRS like
"Where you stash all the cash?"
(Where all the money at?)
Homie, my lips are sealed
And I don't trust nothin'
So you know the clips are real
Spray my opp-stopper, end up in a ditch
For real i don't just rap about it, ho
I do this shit for real
I know they ain't wanna see me
Make it to the other side but, I'm a winner
I ain't nothin' like them other guys
I love you, baby
But I'll talk to you another time
Swear to God
I got a hundred thousand on the other line
Swear to God, my hustle was of another kind
Only had six
But I was cookin' up another nine
Been up forty-eight, I was straight
I don't fuck around
If you ain't helpin' me get it
You can't even come around
Got tunnel vision
I can't see you motherfuckers now
And y'all fake
I wouldn't wanna be you motherfuckers now
God didn't tell me I should
Feed you motherfuckers now
The devil in me tell me I
Don't need you motherfuckers now, i
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me
I love the hustle
Funny, man, you a hustling motherfucker, man
For real uh
I don't do it 'cause I
Have to, I do it 'cause, i can-a-than
I don't wanna conversate
Miss me with the ramblin'
Lotta smokin' weed
Lotta gettin' drunk and gamblin'
I come up with my own shit
It's not a lot of samplin'
I'm scared of nothin'
You ain't never seen me panickin'
Silent as a brick wall
Stiffer than a mannequin
They still hatin'? Give a fuck
I'm still managin'
I give 'em goosebumps every time like Travis
Man straight outta "Break Your Wrists
" Texas my hood, listen
I been in the 'burbs
And I will still be on that hood shit
She got degrees and shit
But she still a hood bitch
We do it for generational wealth
Fuck a "hood rich, " listen
Forty acres and immune is what we should get
But, felonies
That's what everybody in the hood get
Yeah, I wanna help 'em
But I ain't gon' be the hood nigga
If I don't give 'em nothin', they
Like, "You ain't from the hood, z"
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me
Uh, baby, you don't know the half
I was so broke, I promise
All I could do was laugh (Ha ha ha)
I was on my back, that's way past on my ass
Now the IRS like
"Where you stash all the cash?"
(Where all the money at?)
Homie, my lips are sealed
And I don't trust nothin'
So you know the clips are real
Spray my opp-stopper, end up in a ditch
For real i don't just rap about it, ho
I do this shit for real
I know they ain't wanna see me
Make it to the other side but, I'm a winner
I ain't nothin' like them other guys
I love you, baby
But I'll talk to you another time
Swear to God
I got a hundred thousand on the other line
Swear to God, my hustle was of another kind
Only had six
But I was cookin' up another nine
Been up forty-eight, I was straight
I don't fuck around
If you ain't helpin' me get it
You can't even come around
Got tunnel vision
I can't see you motherfuckers now
And y'all fake
I wouldn't wanna be you motherfuckers now
God didn't tell me I should
Feed you motherfuckers now
The devil in me tell me I
Don't need you motherfuckers now, i
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me
Never fold, I was taught to never fold
You know me, real nigga from head to toe
Got a problem with you, I'ma let you know
All y'all cool
But all y'all ain't gon' get the gold
But all my niggas gon' eat with me
And take over all these streets with me
Sittin' in the expensive seats with me