Z-Ro - Young Nigga lyrics

[Z-Ro - Young Nigga lyrics]

When I was young
I had the nuts to pull the trigga
And make change, outta five dollar ass niggas
I was a nerd in middle school
But by the tenth grade
I was playing in a game
That had only four rules
Kill or be killed, try not to go to the pen
Never rat on nobody
And you can't even trust your best friend
Fifteen and five
Were the numbers in the kitchen
And the day I sold my first ounce
Wanted rich high school ain't
Seen me since then
A long way, from making the honor roll
Mo City Texas everybody had a weapon
You had to stay up on your toes
Drinking forty ounces of brew
And smoking fry you ain't from around here
Better get gone or be the next to die
Even though my hood ain't a ghetto
Ain't nothing friendly here
The CPS thought they did me a favor
When they sent me here
It wasn't nothing but high class hookers
And murderers
And Houston hardhead, kickdo' burglar
A two room duplex
With eleven of us living in it
Thought we were players
So we kept some mo' of women in it
To see if we could run a train on em
Always buying new sheets
Cause the old ones had too many stains on em
We use to jack
For Raiders and Kings starter jackets
Throw a broken spark plug
Through a car window, and then flag it
Snatching Rolexes and purses
Coming up nonstop
Property from home invasions
Ended up in pawn shops
Taking penitentiary chances
But having fun nigga
Back in the old school, as a young nigga
Huh yeah, as a young nigga
Back in the old school, as a young nigga

When I was young
I had the nuts to pull the trigger
Sometimes, I sit and wish I was a kid again
When I was young
I had the nuts to pull the trigger
Back in the day when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

So now I'm living, in a two man hell
23 hour lockdown, in a two man cell
Stuck in the system and one day home
I hope I'll get to go
Meanwhile, they talking about shipping
Me off to Mexico
Ain't that a bitch, I can't speak no Spanish
But, I guess I shoulda thought about that
When I was out there living manish
Too busy missing
What grandmother was telling me
I'll end up in prison
Or somebody would end up smelling me
They say you reap what you sew
And that's the truth
I planted a rotten seed
And it brought forth forbidden fruit
Now I'm like Adam and Eve
They took a bite of what ain't right
That was enough for Eve and Adam to leave
I use to roll around the city
With my hand on my mack
Now it's a guard telling me
To put my hands behind my back
This can't be life I'm grown
I don't do rules
Knowing damn well if I was free
I woulda smoked you fool
But that's the same attitude
That got me here
Picked up for armed robbery
And then a blue bird dropped me here
If I was sober
I woulda been in my right mind
Ninety months already
But I'm looking at a lifetime
And all the homies I ran with, they passed on
Living like they were invincible
They didn't last long
And I ain't doing no better, than my friends
If I don't make parole
I'll never lay my hands on a woman again
I'm almost done nigga
If only I could back in time
I'd do it different as a young nigga
Huh yeah, as a young nigga
I'd do it different, as a young nigga

In the beginning I was skinny
But now I'm on swoll
57 years old, still waiting on parole
Damn near ready to catch a case
I know I'm never gon' leave
The walls are closing in on me
And it's harder to breathe
I never been to visitation, since I been here
The players I kicked it with
Did their time and left me in here
I'm old but taking my commissary
Ya'll won't do to me
I'm good with them hands
But I'm not as young as I use to be
So I keep a lock in a sock
And a shank under my mattress
These youngsters trying to get me
For my coffee stamps and jack mack
My teenage years, I was pulling robberies
Now I'm up in age, and I can't stop these
Teenagers from robbing me
I guess the tables have turned
They triple teaming me but
The CO ain't concerned, my lesson is learn
But uh, I ain't never been a coward
So the next time they got me
I got my shank and started
Downing em in the shower
I ain't the one nigga
But even still I was murdered
In the prison system
At the hands of some young niggas
We need to stop acting like dumb niggas
So we can raise our daughters
And our sons nigga

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