F**k all y`all, f**k all y`all, f**k all y`all
I don`t need nobody
F**k `em, f**k all y`all

Money gone f**k friends, I need a homie that know me
When all these muthaf**kin` cops be on me
I got problems ain`t nobody callin` back
Now, what the f**k is happenin` with my ballin` cats?

Remember me, I`m ya homie that was down to brawl
Sippin` Hennessey hangin` with the clowns and all
We used to do is drink brew, screw and common knew
We had bitches by the dozens oh, we f**kin` cousins

You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A ni**a just got paid and we still was broke
It took time but finally the cash was mine
All the rewards of a hustler stuck in the grind

Look around and all I see is snakes and faces
Like scavengers waitin` to take a hustler`s pape`s
And when you stuck where the f**k is all ya friends?
They straight busted and can`t be trusted f**k y`all

F**k all y`all, f**k all y`all

I`m sippin` Tanqueray and juice and what`s the use?
`Cause I`m a hopeless thug
Ain`t no love reminiscin` on how close we was
Way back in the day before they put the crack in the way

And hey, how much money can you stack in a deck?
It`s gettin` rough collect calls from my ni**as in court
I recollect we used to ball now just livin`s enough
I stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

Thug for life scrawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a f**k about tomorrow
I know it`s gettin` crazy after dark

These marks keep on huffin` and puffin`
Ain`t no fear in my heart, what`s goin` on in the ghetto
Still struggle and strive? I still roll with the heater smokin` chocolate Thai
In 94 I`ll be goin` solo, too many problems with my own
So I`m rollin` do-do, f**k all y`all

F**k all y`all, f**k all y`all
F**k all y`all

I went from rags to riches
Quick to socializin` with the baddest bitches
Went from a bucket to a rag with switches
I`m seein` death around the corner
I`m bumpin` Gloria, doin` 90 `cause I wanna

I`m gettin` high like I said it with some chocolate Thai
Mixed with some Indonesia watch me fly
And even though I know the cops behind me
Hit the weed and uh, I continue doin` 90, biotch

Will I get caught another ticket get to kick it in court?
F**k the law, give a s**t I`m even worse than before
I know they wanna see a ni**a buried
But I ain`t worried still throwin` these thangs

Got me locked in these chains
And hey, ni**a what the f**k is you wailin` `bout?
Soon as I hit the cell I`ll be bailin` out
And when I hit the streets I`m in a rush to ball
I`m screamin` thug life ni**a f**k y`all

F**k all y`all, f**k all y`all
F**k all y`all, f**k all y`all
F**k all y`all