I'm a hustler
[Intro: devil]Pssst... psssssst... heyyoo...Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live foreverTell me, which one ?
[1st verse: 2pac]They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- I'm losin my mindLook down the barrel of my nine and my vision's blurryFallin to pieces, am I guilty?I pray to the Lord but he ignores me unfortunately cuz I'm guiltyShow me a miracle I'm hopeless -- I'm chokin off marijuana smokeWith every toke its like I'm losin focusFallin to sleep while I'm at service, when will I die?Forever paranoid and nervous because I'm highDon't mention funerals I'm stressin, and goin nuttyAnd reminiscin bout them niggas that murdered my buddy...
[Chorus: 2pac]The motherfuckers passBy me like they know me, smilin as they laughI put up my middle finger then I dashNiggas don't like me cuz I'm thuggin' and everyday I'm a hustler...Lookin to get paid
[2nd verse: 2pac]I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothin funnyFlashbacks of bustin caps, anythin for moneyWhere am I goin I discovered, can't nothin save meMy next door neighbor's havin convo with undercoversPut a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get itHappy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn'ta did itEverydoy's dyin am I next -- who can I trust?Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust?Or will they killin me while I'm sleepin, two to the headWhile I'm in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheetsIs there a heaven for a baller? I'm gettin suspiciousOf this bitch the line busy everytime I call herNow she's tellin me to visit, who else is home?I check the house before I bone, so we all aloneAfter I nut I hit the highway -- see ya laterTo all the players watch the fly way a nigga played her
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[3rd verse: 2pac]The bitch tellin all her homies -- that I can fuck her like no otherNow them other bitches wanna bone meI'm under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help meI drink a fifth a Hennesey I don't think it's healtyI see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blastI watch the five-oh's roll, the motherfukers passThey wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lieI pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fryNowhere to rest I'm loosin homies, ain't that a bitchWhen I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonelyI put the pistol to my head -- and say a prayer...I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?
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[4th verse: 2pac]Then tell me am I lost cuz I'm lonelyI thought I had friends but in the end a nigga dies lonelyNowhere to run I'm in terror -- and on one caresA closed casket at my funeral and on one's thereIs there a future for a killer? I change my waysBut still that don't promise me the next daySo I stay thuggin with a passion, forever blastinI'm bustin on these motherfuckers in my madnessThey wonder if I'm hellbound... well hell can't be worse than this cuz I'm in hell nowDon't make me hurt you I don't want to -- but I willSeen motherfuckers killed over phone billsNever will I die I'll be backReincarnated as a motherfuckin mackI love it cause in Heaven there's no shortage on G'sI'm tellin you now, you motherfuckers don't know me... you don't know me
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