Oh, oh no, this ain’t hip hop, this is R&B (yeah)
I can remember, remember when
Wasn’t ballin’, didn't have no ends
No friends, I was alone
Street dreamin’ was all a nigga' know

Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin’
Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
Clubs, good bud, what we call livin’
Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin’

[Chorus]
Street dreams are made of these
600 Benzes and SUVs (that’s why)
Live my life as a thug till the day I die
I'm livin' life as a boss playa even gettin' high
All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)
All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)

In a fitted throwback
Or when I’m at my finest splendour
Or when I’m feelin’ like I’m all that
Or when I’m feelin’ like I’m laid back

Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin’
Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
Clubs, good buds, what we call livin’
Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin’

[Chorus x2]

In the beginning it was so hard
Now we made it, some call us stars
Not me, I’m the same ol’ G
I’ve just acquired what makes the hood happy

Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin’
Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
Clubs, good bud, what we call livin’
Thugs for life, that’s what we screamin’

[Chorus]

I think I see it now, I think I see it now…