Artist: Z-Ro Album: Heroin Song: Do Bad on My Own Typed by: Lil Hustle Say Mike Dean, dig these blues [Z-Ro] I remember situations, as an adolescent I couldn't roll with the homies, they'd rather see a nigga stepping Was it cause I was a school boy, trying to get my grades together Stayed on the same block, but we never played together All of a sudden, why they wanna come and kick it with Ro Thinking they can get free c.d.'s, and free tickets to shows No pay at the do', or you stuck out And if you get in don't ask for nothing, or get escorted the fuck out And say lil' mama, I ain't trying to go to bed with ya You smoking, thinking I'm about to be breaking bread with ya Keep my money in my pocket, never leave it with hoes Put a ring on my own finger, cause I sleep with Z-Ro I love my enemies more than friends, that's why I treat em so friendly Cause they let ya know they you, but a friend hides his envy Ain't no use in flagging me down, when I'm out on the creep If I'm stopping my gun cocking, you dropping I live and die one deep [Hook] I don't need no help my nigga, I can do bad on my own And I don't need no company lil' mama, stop ringing my cellular phone When I be down and out, nobody wanna come and kick it I'm a nobody, until I can shine So when my money is long, I don't need nobody to visit Leave me lonely, like you did last time [Z-Ro] It's the same everyday, everyday is the same Dealing with fraud ass fellas, I swear it ain't gon' ever change Even speaking on the hood, nigga the hood ain't shit So when you see me I'ma speak, and that's as good as it get But ain't no riding with me, getting drunk or getting high with me Ten out of ten, I bet you would never ride or die with me All my drugs are for personal use, cause I be stressing bad Poverty and pain, is all I've ever had I remember I was down in the dumps, no one lifted me up Niggaz said I would never make it in music, cause I wasn't gifted enough So why the hell, would I chill with y'all I'd rather deal with felony charges, before I'd have to deal with y'all It's one cup one sweet, cause it's Z-Ro only Forever lonely, I don't need no phony homies all up on me Cause when niggaz get to tripping, with they guns and shit For me I bet my homies won't empty the clip, I live and die one deep [Hook] [Z-Ro] It was hard to dream, when I was hooked on coedine Killing myself slowly on purpose, cause humans make me nervous And I knew, I'd have to kill one one day Then how can I sit up in front of the Lord, come Sunday That's why I eat by myself, and I sleep by myself I'm alone 24-7, I'm out here on my own Plus I'm confident, that I would never jack myself For all I know, homicides are homies watching as I stack my wealth When I was tripping with my steel, pointed dead at my grill All my real niggaz was laughing, didn't try to tell me to chill I ain't never had a friend, like Joseph Cause he don't give a damn, if I ever was on a poster A skinny ass, never had a penny ass nigga Treated like a food stamp, till I dropped a few jams now they digging a nigga It's plain and simple, to witness If it wasn't for rapping, who'd give a fuck about my bidness let me live one deep [Hook]