Kastro - Where Will I Be lyrics

[Verse 1: Yaki Kadafi] As I think back to what the whipper's on the rear was for And take look at all my n***as 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 motherf**in' back's And crack to sell Can't go back to jail Pack tail and help this young n***a stack some mail And crime's in the New York Times ain't gettin' better And Lord knows this sh** 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' ma** 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' s** with the baddest b**hes (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' s** with the baddest b**hes) 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 Motherf**er's really feel us Maybe if we illed out and turned into k**er's I dream that One day i'll be rich and be on every b**h and Jealous n***as 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 n***a 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 n***a 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 n***as that I run with Stackin' figger's smackin' n***as and havin' fun it's dumb (Why?) Cause in a flash my a** can be a goner So I'mma puff blunts and get drunk when the f** I wanna And I wonder Where will I be next year [Verse 3: 2Pac] I be f**ed up and weeded No introduction needed Get your hoochie hot enough to eat it As I proceed to kick the G sh** I'm buckin' foe's And duckin' hoes Suppose that then can catch me off f**in' toes And even though I'm still high I'm thuggin' till I die Never let these b**hes catch me with my eye's closed Got bullet holes in my buildin' Seen the d**h of many children Between us them n***as k**ed them All these stressful a** memories All I can see is all the homie's that I witnessed bleed It's is k**in' me [EDI talking:] Will I survive or die Yo will I still be here [Hook: 2Pac and Young Thugz] Success, draped in riches havin' s** with the baddest b**hes (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' s** with the baddest b**hes) 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?