F**k All Y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

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 motherfuckin' 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 your homie that was down to brawl

Sippin' Hennessy, hangin' with the clowns and all

We used to do is drink brew, screw and come anew

We had bitches by the dozens, uh, we fuckin' cousins

You can throw your middle finger if you feel me, loc

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 fakes

Just like scavengers, waitin' to take a hustler's plate

And when you stuck, where the fuck is all your friends?

They straight busted and can't be trusted

Fuck y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

Fuck all y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

Fuck all y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)

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 day?

It's gettin' rough

Collect-calls from my **** in cuffs

I recollect we used to ball, now just living's enough

I stand tall in the winter, summer, spring and fall

"Thug For Life" scrawled all across the wall

They know 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 be goin' solo

Too many problems of my own, so I'm rollin' dolo

Fuck all y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

That's right, fuck all y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

Fuck all y'all

Fuck all y'all

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)

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 I, I continue doin' 90

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 **** buried

But I ain't worried

Still throwin' these things

Got me locked in these chains

And hey, ****, 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, ****", "Fuck y'all"

That's right

Fuck all y'all, man

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

Fuck all y'all

That is right

I don't need nobody

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

Fuck all y'all

Ya bitches

Fuck all the hard copy today

First editions, daily news

The New York Post, all those motherfuckers

Fuck all y'all

Fuck 'em

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no)

(I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin' friends)