Oh, oh no, this ain’t hip hop, this is R&B
  I can’t remember, remember when
  Wasn’t ballin’, did not know when
  No friends, I was alone
  Street dreamin’ is all I know
  
  Benz, rims, dubs that keep spinnin’
  Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
  Clubs, good bubs, 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 right)
  And my life as a thug till the day I die
  Livin’ life as a baller’s playa even can’t die
  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 ?? back
  Or when I’m having 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 that keep spinnin’
  Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
  Clubs, good bubs, 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’m just quiet, what makes do good happy
  
  Benz, rims, dubs that keep spinnin’
  Cribs, jacuzzi’s chillin’
  Clubs, good bubs, 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…