Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all   I don't need nobody   Fuck 'em, fuck all y'all      Money gone fuck friends, I need a homie that know me   When all these muthafuckin' cops be on me   I got problems ain't nobody callin' back   Now, what the fuck 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 fuckin' cousins      You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc   A nigga 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 fuck is all ya friends?   They straight busted and can't be trusted fuck y'all      Fuck all y'all, fuck 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 niggas 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 fuck 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, fuck all y'all      Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all   Fuck 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?   Fuck the law, give a shit I'm even worse than before   I know they wanna see a nigga buried   But I ain't worried still throwin' these thangs      Got me locked in these chains   And hey, nigga what the fuck 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 nigga fuck y'all      Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all   Fuck all y'all, fuck all y'all   Fuck all y'all