[Intro: 2Pac]
Everybody needs to chill
Playa haters wanna see me killed
Only real n***as stay on top
All these n***as is mad at me
They can’t live like Pac

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Started with five shots, n***as plottin' to kill him
Never figured that that same n***a sell five million
Hit the charts like a madman, nothin' but hits
Court cases got a n***a facin' multiple digits
Dodgin' cop cars, look at how we come so far
Picture a high school drop-out roll in a double R
House full of happiness, weed and drank
Way out, so when trouble tried to find me – can't
Never visioned livin' longer than my twenty first
Thought I'd be locked down, cracked out, or in the dirt
And though it hurts to see the change, it comes with the fame
Watch for gossip and the silly games
To all the motherfuckers speakin' down on me, this is the night
Why's everybody caught up in Pac's life?
To all y'all n***as all up
To all y'all n***as conversatin' on my life? (Word up!)
Mind y'all mothafuckin' business
[Hook: 2Pac]
This is Pac’s life
And everybody needs to chill
'Cause this is Pac’s life
Playa haters wanna see me killed
Pac’s life
Only real n***as stay on top (Only real n***as stay on top)
Now all these n***as is mad at me
'Cause they can’t live like Pac