All Night

[Chorus: Reesa & Z-Ro]<br>Up all night, up all day<br>Up all night up all day<br>See some of us trying to get paid<br><br>[Z-Ro]<br>I had to keep from going under, like Stevie I Wonder<br>Thinking hard, running out of places to lay my head got me drinking hard liquor<br>Still a go killer, should I rely on my skills<br>In the mist of poverty it must be the straight up get to an ending peal off<br>Recognizing the drama offense of living in my life<br>Got to go get it and come back with it until it`s prison in my life<br>Born struggling, a nigga acheived his bubbling<br>The fact that I can`t get no job can`t do nothing but rub it in<br>20 years old, I was screaming I would reach 25<br>Now 24 and still no dough I started struggle and strive<br>I was a Bridgemont hardhead, yellow and purple repper<br>And never let another nigga check us, nigga that was low yet<br>Use to live with Z-Ro all in your deck<br>But back in 1995 I would of been all in your chest<br>With a pistol grip punk giving up for you gone die tonight<br>Since I`m going through the bitch that more for the night, come off the ice<br><br>[Chorus - 4x]<br>Up all night day, up all day<br>See some of us trying to get paid<br><br>[Z-Ro]<br>Back in the doghouse, the love I give nigga my cellmate said<br>You reach your freedom when you die but if you rapping single bread<br>Already knowing I`m throwed when my pen is pimping<br>Having visions of me in a V-12 motor corners my benz bending<br>Straight down to the T I`d have a ?<br>I promise I`ll do it right this time wait till the g get free<br>If I could make the jail house all of that Mo-Town live<br>When I ain`t T.W. to the free the rap game is mine soon as I get signed off<br>Lock, a thug nigga fresh out the jail house<br>Still addicted to hustling attempted to pull my steel out<br>Show me the money, I`m gone show what you need<br>Half a ticket and a half-a-gallon and a quarter ounce of weed<br>I`m your mama I`m your daddy I`m that nigga in the alley<br>That when I go straight, but the prices be so cheap in the valley<br>I had to keep my mind right and keep my rhymes tight<br>Praying to god I wouldn`t lose my freedom or my life before the limelight<br><br>[Chorus - 4x]<br><br>[Z-Ro]<br>Motherfucking all night, I put the heat to the dro, pass the lighter<br>Hitting stage till my vision gets brighter <br>Remember poverty, it ain`t a part of the plan<br>Cause while I`m on the corner hustling with work in my hand<br>Like a super star selling rocks, because the stage becomes a block<br>But my plot is put my trust up in my glock<br>Z-Ro the ghetto rap versus the world but could I lose<br>But even though I`m still paying dues, I`m still the last man standing<br>With a mad cannon ready to bust<br>Look how I did after I left that nigga dead in the dust<br>Cause I`ma ride when it`s time to ride strictly for cash<br>I`m doing bad so I`m leaning on a beam and a mask<br>A Mo-City nigga, we don`t know how to show pity nigga<br>Sold up your block and take over your whole city nigga<br>Me and Skinny Garaw, we at your front door<br>Aggravated cause it`s tough on the pole<br><br>[Chorus - 4x]<br><br>(Reesa vocalizing)