Where Will I Be

[Verse 1: Yaki Kadafi] As I think back to what the whipper's on the rear was for And take look at all my niggas who ain't here no more and all that Wheelin' and dealin' Ain't lookin' appealin' Cause now I got a funny feelin' for a million And hey around my way young thugz stay strapped With extra ammo on they motherfuckin' back's And crack to sell Can't go back to jail Pack tail and help this young nigga stack some mail And crime's in the New York Times ain't gettin' better And Lord knows this shit won't last forever These days for the cream and thing's Kids will black out Some cracked out hit the pen max out Come home and blow a back out Cause life's a task Tryin' to earn some cash without that burnin' mass and still I ask [EDI aka Big Malcolm talking:] Where will I be this time next year Will I survive or die Yo will I still be here [Hook: 2Pac and Young Thugz] Success, draped in riches havin' sex with the baddest bitches (But I was only 17 young thug wantin' cream and thing's) (My homie couldn't help but dream of fame and still I wonder) Where will I be this time next year Will I survive or die Yo will I still be here (Thinkin' about, Success, draped in riches havin' sex with the baddest Bitches) But I was only 17 young thug wantin' cream and thing's My homie couldn't help but dream of fame [Verse 2: Kastro aka K-Dogg] All I see is Crack feind's and drug dealer's And cops will stop beam scheme's and chrome wheeler's When will these Motherfucker's really feel us Maybe if we illed out and turned into killer's I dream that One day i'll be rich and be on every bitch and Jealous niggas hit list I see you comin' and I ain't runnin' It's way too late And if I got to die young then it's just my fate I be a thug nigga The same time around next year (Thug life) No lie, if I cry then it be tek tears '97 probably be hell of heaven for a nigga like me But I'mma keep bailin' there ain't no tellin' where your homie will be And it ain't just only me But all the niggas that I run with Stackin' figger's smackin' niggas and havin' fun it's dumb (Why?) Cause in a flash my ass can be a goner So I'mma puff blunts and get drunk when the fuck I wanna And I wonder Where will I be next year [Verse 3: 2Pac] I be fucked up and weeded No introduction needed Get your hoochie hot enough to eat it As I proceed to kick the G shit I'm buckin' foe's And duckin' hoes Suppose that then can catch me off fuckin' toes And even though I'm still high I'm thuggin' till I die Never let these bitches catch me with my eye's closed Got bullet holes in my buildin' Seen the death of many children Between us them niggas killed them All these stressful ass memories All I can see is all the homie's that I witnessed bleed It's is killin' me [EDI talking:] Will I survive or die Yo will I still be here [Hook: 2Pac and Young Thugz] Success, draped in riches havin' sex with the baddest bitches (But I was only 17 young thug wantin' cream and thing's My homie couldn't help but dream of fame and still I wonder) Where will I be this time next year Will I survive or die Yo will I still be here (Thinkin' about, Success, draped in riches havin' sex with the baddest Bitches) But I was only 17 young thug wantin' cream and thing's My homie couldn't help but dream of fame What? What? So what? What? So?