Psst, ay yo, are you afraid to die? Or do you wanna live forever? Tell me What's wrong?
They wanna bury me I'm worried I'm losing my mind Look down the barrel of my nine And my vision is blurry Falling to pieces, am I guilty? I pray to the lord, but he ignores me Unfortunately, because I'm guilty Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless I'm choking on marijuana smoke With every toke is Like I'm losing focus Falling asleep while I'm in service When will I die? Forever, paranoid nervous Because I'm high Don't mention funerals, I'm stressing, and going nutty, And remincing about the niggas that murdered my buddy I wonder when will I be happy Ain't nothing funny Flashbacks of busting caps Anything for money Where am I going, I've discovered Can't understand Why my next door nieghbor is having carloads of undercovers What a suprise in the mailbox Hope she get it Happy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn't of did it Everybodies dying, am I next Who can I trust? Will they be g's and look at me Before they bust Or will they kill me while I'm sleeping Two to the head While I'm in bed, leaking Blood on my satin sheets Is there a heaven for a baller? Gettin' susipicious of this bitch The line is busy everytime I call her Now she's telling me to visit Who else is home? I check the house before I bone So we alone After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later To all the playas, watched her fly way A nigga played her Bitch is telling all her homies That I can fuck her like no other And now other bitches wanna bone me I'm under pressure, getting drunk Somebody help me I drank a fifth of hennessey I don't think it's healthy I see my enemies they creeping Don't make me blast I watch the 5-0 roll, the mutha-fuckas pass Nod me like they know me Smiling as they laugh I put up my middle finger, then I dash Niggas don't like me cuz I'm thugging And everyday, I'm a hustler Looking to get paid
They wanna bury me, I'm worried No need to lie I pray to god I won't scream when it's time to fry No where to rest I'm losing homies Ain't that a bitch When I was rich I had clout Now a niggas lonely I put the pistol to my head And say a pray I see visions of me dead Lord are you there They tell me I'm lost, cuz I'm lonely I thought I had friends But in the end A nigga dies lonely No where to run I'm in terror And no one cares A close casket at my funeral But no one is there Is there a future for a killer I change my ways But still that don't promise me the next day So I stay thugging with a passion Forever blasting I'm busting on you mutha-fuckas when I mash They wonder if I'm hell bound Well hell can't be worse than this Cuz I'm in hell now Don't make me hurt you I don't want to, but I will I've seen mutha-fuckas killed over blown deals Never will I die, I'll be back Re-incarnated as a mutha-fucking mac Eleven, cuz in heaven There's no shortage on g's I'm telling you now You mutha-fuckas don't know me...
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