2Pac - Alone lyrics

Ha ha ha… hey man fuck
All y'all… 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 common knew
We had bitches by the dozens
We fuckin' cousins
You can throw your middle finger
If you feel me, loc
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
It took time, but finally the cash was mine
All the rеwards of a hustler


Stuck in the grind look around
And all I see is snakes and fakеs
It's like scavengers
Waitin' to take a hustler's place
And when you stuck
Where the fuck is all your friends?
They straight busted and can't
Be trusted fuck y'all!

Sometimes I choke on the indo
Creeping out the window
Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal no my own
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?

I wonder when they kill me
Is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord forgive me if you feel me?
Forgive me, if you feel me

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 niggas in cuffs
I recollect we used to ball
Now just living's enough
I stand tall in the winter, summer
Spring or fall
"Thug For Life" sprawled 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 of my own
So I'm rollin' dolo

Sometimes I choke on the indo
Creeping out the window
Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal no my own
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?

I wonder when they kill me
Is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord forgive me if you feel me?
Forgive me, if you feel me

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' "Gloriaaaa
" doin' 90 'cause I wanna
I'm gettin' high, and like I said
It was some chocolate thai
Mixed with some Indonesia, watch me fly
And even though I know the cops behind me
Hit the weed and I continue doin' 90
Until 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
I don't need nobody fuck all y'all
Fuck all y'all

Sometimes I choke on the indo
Creeping out the window
Alone, on my own, I'm a criminal no my own
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?
Can I blame daddy 'cause he left me?

I wonder when they kill me
Is there a Heaven for a real G?
Lord forgive me if you feel me?
Forgive me, if you feel me