[Z-Ro]Goddamn (goddamn)When will a nigga get a break? (break?)I work so damn hard but I never come up (never come up)I get worse with every breath I take (take)Sunshine is a luxury (luxury)Just to see another day is enough for me ('nough for me)Cause I'm living on borrowed time (time)The next funeral I go to might be mine (it might be mine)Goddamn (goddamn)I'm tryna hold onto my faith (my faith)They used to tell me it was gonna get greater later (later)Now it's later and I'm still in the same place (place)Any time I get off the ground (off the ground)Crab in the bucket ass niggas pull me back down (pull me back down)I fall flat on my face (face)Feeling helpless and it's written all over my faaa-aaa-aaace[Chorus: Mya and Z-Ro]Here we go again, hustling another seasonI keep my faith in God, to face these demonsSometimes I win the battle, but it doesn't mean I win the warI gotta laugh to keep from crying, good times I really wonder what they are[Z-Ro]Even if I feel there's no reason to feel ashamedNothing used to lose, I had enough opportunity to playing the gameI can't be stopped, ninety-eight percent from the fieldBut they won't pass the rock, even though I'm wide open for the shotIt got me ready to scream fuck my teamSeems like the players I'm running with don't want me to touch my dreamsWith my own hands, I'm tired of making money in the name of othersI'm tryna touch it with my own handsWanna rob a bank sometimes, but then I'd have to spendmy life, my life, my life, my life, dug in one timeAnd end up back in the penSo I'm stuck as a starter payed as if I'm riding the benchI know to you I'm looking like I'm rich but I'm notI'm just know how to take what I got and whip it until it looks like a lotNot gonna lie, sometimes I wanna give upBut when I look at my daughter I pick my chin up, I gotta survive[Chorus][Z-Ro]Too many niggas tryna take me offa my game (offa my game)I'm tryna do something good but because I'm from the hoodI always end up in these chains (always end up in these chains)When you see me in the town, you ain't gotta slow downI'm in love with my own company (company)Phoney homies see me on the TV (TV)And I can see 'em coming to get me in my sleep (sleep)That's why I'm staying sucker free (sucker free)Cause dealing with hard times is enough for me (enough for me)I don't need no help my nigga, I can do bad on my ownI'm so tired (tired), tired (tired), tired (tired)I'm so tired (tired), tired (tired), tiredBut I'ma keep on pushing[Chorus]