Lyrics: DJ BAHAR/Miludi
Music: DJ BAHAR/Miludi
Arranger: DJ BAHAR/Miludi
All eyes on me，
But you know what?
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust，
So many player-hatin' *****s tryna sound like us，
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'，
Straight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goin'，
Well, are you still down? *****, holla when you see me，
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me，
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride，
Hittin' mother****ers up when we pass by，
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high，
**** with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyes，
'cause all I want is cash and thangs，
A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy rings，
Uhh, niggas pursue me like a dream，
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a **** fiend，
It seems, my main thing was to be major paid，
The game sharper than a mother****ing razor blade，
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies，
One nigga's gettin' jealous and mother****ers die，
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth，
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me，
We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks，
Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me，
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die，
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high，
All eyes on me，
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die，
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high，
Hey, to my nigga 'Pac，
So much trouble in the world, nigga，
Can't nobody feel your pain，
The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fast，
My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips，
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip，
I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin' life flawless，
Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this，
Needy niggas got a lot of nerve，
Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb，
The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC，
Devoted to servin' this Moet and pay checks，
Like Akai satellite, nigga, I'm forever ballin'，
It ain't right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin'，
Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion，
My devotion is handlin' my business, nigga, keep on coastin'，
Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homie，
Steady flowin' against the grain, niggas still don't know me，
It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit，
It ain't funny, niggas don't even know how to act, shit，
What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?
Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlay，
My little homie G, can't you see I'm buster-free?
Niggas can't stand me; all eyes on me，
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die，
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high，
All eyes on me，
All eyes on me，
Live the life of a thug nigga until the day I die。