2pac – I'm a hustler lyrics

[Intro: devil]
Pssst… psssssst… heyyoo…
Are you afraid to die, or do you wanna live forever
Tell me, which one ?
[1st verse: 2pac]
They wanna bury me, I’m worried — I’m losin my mind
Look down the barrel of my nine and my vision’s blurry
Fallin to pieces, am I guilty?
I pray to the Lord but he ignores me unfortunately cuz I’m guilty
Show me a miracle I’m hopeless — I’m chokin off marijuana smoke
With every toke its like I’m losin focus
Fallin to sleep while I’m at service, when will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous because I’m high
Don’t mention funerals I’m stressin, and goin nutty
And reminiscin bout them n***as that murdered my buddy…
[Chorus: 2pac]
The motherf**ers pa**
By me like they know me, smilin as they laugh
I put up my middle finger then I dash
n***as 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 funny
Flashbacks of bustin caps, anythin for money
Where am I goin I discovered, can’t nothin save me
My next door neighbor’s havin convo with undercovers
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it
Happy birthday b**h, you know you shouldn’ta did it
Everydoy’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 k**in me while I’m sleepin, two to the head
While I’m in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheets
Is there a heaven for a baller? I’m gettin suspicious
Of this b**h the line busy everytime I call her
Now she’s tellin me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone
After I nut I hit the highway — see ya later
To all the players watch the fly way a n***a played her
[Chorus]
[3rd verse: 2pac]
The b**h tellin all her homies — that I can f** her like no other
Now them other b**hes wanna bone me
I’m under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help me
I drink a fifth a Hennesey I don’t think it’s healty
I see my enemies they creepin, don’t make me blast
I watch the five-oh’s roll, the motherfukers pa**
They wanna bury me, I’m worried — no need to lie
I pray to God I don’t scream when it’s time to fry
Nowhere to rest I’m loosin homies, ain’t that a b**h
When I was rich I had clout, now a n***a’s lonely
I put the pistol to my head — and say a prayer…
I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?
[Chorus]
[4th verse: 2pac]
Then tell me am I lost cuz I’m lonely
I thought I had friends but in the end a n***a dies lonely
Nowhere to run I’m in terror — and on one cares
A closed casket at my funeral and on one’s there
Is there a future for a k**er? I change my ways
But still that don’t promise me the next day
So I stay thuggin with a pa**ion, forever blastin
I’m bustin on these motherf**ers in my madness
They wonder if I’m hellbound… 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
Seen motherf**ers k**ed over phone bills
Never will I die I’ll be back
Reincarnated as a motherf**in mack
I love it cause in Heaven there’s no shortage on G’s
I’m tellin you now, you motherf**ers don’t know me… you don’t know me
[Chorus]
Hustlerrrrr

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