Thugs Get Lonely Too (feat. Tupac Shakur)

See, it ain't easy bein' me

Life as a celebrity is less than heavily

I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around

And it's always drama

Whevever I wanna get around mama told me

Long before I ever came up gotta be true

To watchya' do and keep ya' game up 'cause things change

And jealousy becomes a factor

Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to mack her

I'm on tour, but still they keep on knockin' at my door

And I got no time to worry I'm steady wantin' more

Every day is a test, yes i try hard

But I'm strugg-a-lin' with every breath

I pray to god that the woman that I left at home, all alone

Ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone

Over the phone, in my mind I can see her naked

I can't take it

Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it

I thought you knew

I'm rolling out on tour today

You getting sad because I'm goin away (naah)

Chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting mad because you think I'ma sway

Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck

I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage (naah)

Still I be getting lonely for you

I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

I call you up long distance on the telephone

I wanna tuck you in

Even though I know I can't make it home

I whisper things in ya' ear like youre near me

Wonder if you feel me from far away

Or can you hear me

It seems to me that ya' jealous

'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money

With the fellas' in the back streets

Tryin' to trap me baby hold up

Thugs get lonely too, but I'm a soulja

And theres no way I'mma' stop makin' money

'Cause ya' attitudes changed and ya' actin' a little funny

Always complainin' sayin' we don't spend time

Can't you see I got enough stress on my mind

And hangin' up like you all that

And get mad when I'm tell you that

"I'm busy baby, call back"

Please, ain't nothin' left to say to you

Thugs get lonely too

You know

I'm rolling out on tour today

You getting sad because I'm goin away (naah)

Chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting mad because you think I'ma sway

Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck

I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage (naah)

Still I be getting lonely for you

I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

I sit alone in my room, drinkin' without a care

Talkin out loud to ya' like ya' there

Take ya' picture out my back pocket

Man it's on you the first face I wanna see

When I get home I wanna love you 'till the sun rise

Buckwild touchin' every wall in the house

Thug style put ya' hands on the headboard

Think of me drippin' sweat on top of you

Sick of scenes in yo' head that I'm makin' love

So turn the lights down

Reminice 'n relax 'cause baby right now

I feel in the middle of my stomach

You whisper in my ear baby tell me how you really want it

Hold on tightly, watch the ceiling

Scratch my back how you react

Let me know you feel me

'cause everything I'm giving to you is so true

Thugs get lonely too

You know

I'm rolling out on tour today

You getting sad because I'm goin away (naah)

Chickenheads wanna play with me

You getting mad because you think I'ma sway

Some of them cute some of them fine as fuck

I hear them scream as soon as I hit the stage (naah)

Still I be getting lonely for you

I'm coming home as soon as I make this pay (make this pay)

Yeah! thug life baby