Artist: Z-Ro Album: The Dirty Third 2: Home Sweet Home Soundtrack Song: I Go Through So Much Typed by: Lil Hustle [Hook] I go through so much, so I try to stay fucked up Because, when I'm sober I can't maintain Even though I do my best, the only thing I earn is stress So I, spend most of my days chilling with Mary Jane [Z-Ro] Lately I've been going through more bullshit, than a bull fighter So when I sing my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain, strain is stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for death I think I'm ready, because this world ain't no friend of mine Only thing I qualify fo', is murder and Penitentiary time Y'all should of shot me in the jimmy, instead But I guess they was feeling eachother, and get head in the bed Here I am, first born torn between heaven and hell I tell my people say no to dope, but I let it sell Need to practice my preaching, calling the kettle black I know I'm a Pac before or not, I gotta peddle crack Ain't nobody got my back except the laws, when they on it So I be going for broke, demolishing my opponents Leaving no traces, just blood on faces believe that HK I'ma squeeze that, you won't even wan' be back [Hook] [Z-Ro] I can't focus I'm losing my mind, real fast Dreaming and fiending for the day, I can make some real cash Dropping album after album, platinum song after song But it's like I ain't did nothing, cause the lights ain't on How can I win, it's like everything I do is a motherfucking sin It got a nigga fiending, to see my end All of my friends are fake, they come around when I'm spending cash But when I'm broke they out the do', with wheels spinning fast Lonely, daily dodging the devil but he on me Telling my people fuck him, cause he be working through my homies Burning bridges, and I don't give a fuck Remember y'all laughing at me, when I couldn't get a buck It's all gravy baby, I got bigger hurdles I'm trying to jump over my residence And my fear, gon be something I dump over And it might not be much, but it's all I got So when I paint it, promethazyne is all I pop [Hook] [Z-Ro] I trust nobody even best friends, be digging your grave Niggaz go on lock, when they come out wifey giving them AIDS I don't give a fuck what anybody think, about me When I was breaking my back for em, they didn't think about me Got hot at a nigga, but they know that I'm raw Too nervous to face a madman, so they go and shoot up my car I got too many niggaz, trying to take me off of my game And every woman I be feeling, be fucking with my brain Now that I'm gone, I love you mean I'm leaving you soon Plus I don't feel the way I did, at first I need me some room Too familiar with heart ache and pain, it don't hurt no mo' Just homesick, I don't wanna be on this earth no mo' Flirt with my chrome 4-4, cause she believe what I say She ain't gon ask me no questions, she just gon leave em to lay And leaving no traces, just blood on faces she down with it Stay rolling around with me, when I'm down she down with me [Hook - 2x]