Artist: Z-Ro Album: Heroin Song: Blast Myself Typed by: Lil Hustle [Hook] I wake up in the morning, and I ask myself Is life worth living, should I blast myself Before I go to sleep at night, I ask myself Is life worth living, should I blast myself Look at myself in the mirror, and I ask myself Is life worth living, should I blast myself I got problems, but too much pride for me to ask for help So is life worth living, should I blast myself [Z-Ro] Tell me where to go, to get a piece of mind Cause all I see is suicide, recieveing me by my tech nine Although my tattoo reads, no more pain Lately I feel the needle hit me up, in vein Most of my real niggaz are dead, they done left me with my fake friends The ones that always need ya, but don't appreciate friends I'm solo when I roll, I live and die by myself That way nobody can blame me, for the death of somebody else Cause the way these niggaz hate me, is an epidemic I'm in the line of fire, 24-7 constantly stepping in it Hate me cause I'm doing good, hate me cause I ain't doing bad At least I got to be a dad But I've got no seeds, I use to bleed for some other cat's creation But as far as I'm concerned, I would of burned for those creations My family didn't make it, make me wonder will I last myself So is life worth living, should I blast myself [Hook] [Z-Ro] It ain't that I sound like Pac, I sound like stress Just like an automatic, when I'm down and depressed I shed tears, cause I do it so good Thanks to my nothing ass homies off the block, nigga fuck my hood I couldn't shit shower shave, unless I was willing to pay That's why I wasn't willing to stay I could do bad by myself, I ain't even have no money for me And ya'll was laughing, like me suffering was funny to see So wonder why I don't give a fuck, about being here On the other hand I murder motherfuckers, do we have a problem here If you beat me to the trigger, I ain't mad homie At least I ain't gotta cry no mo', no mo' feeling sad homie I know Trae got my back, he gon' look out for my people God lead me not into temptation, deliver me from evil If it's my time I'm ready, if it ain't I'ma ask myself Man is life worth living, should I blast myself [Hook] [Z-Ro] I ain't trying to be a role model, but I am What kinda role model get arrested, for three hundred grams I struggle with my addiction, I ain't perfect Realizing it's bringing me closer to my grave, so maybe it's worth it The more coedine I drink, the more I'm not awake I'm like a prisoner, and syrup is the way I escape But this message is to the kids, do as I say and not as I do Cause there could be, a brighter future for you But as for me all I know is drama, all I know is pain 27 and I don't know to smile, and that's a shame I came in 1977, the first one By age ten or eleven, full blown smoking blunts Cause weed was what I needed, to evade and escape But reality would enter, smacking me dead in my face Now that I'm grown I've got no more cheeks to turn, so I ask myself Man is life worth living, should I blast myself [Hook] Went to the preacher full of liquor, trying to ask for help Said is life worth living, should I blast myself Moving so fast, I done fucked around and passed myself Man is life worth living, should I blast myself I'm tired of being broke, where was I when the cash was dealt Man is life worth living, should I blast myself I just can't take it, I ain't even gotta ask myself Maybe life ain't worth living, I'ma blast myself