See, it ain't easy bein' me
 Life as a celebrity is less than heavily
 I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around
 And it's always drama
 Whevever I wanna get around
 Mama told me
 Long before I ever came up
 Gotta be [bad word]  to watchya' do
 And keep ya' game up
 'Cause things change
 And jealousy [bad word] a factor
 Best friends at your wifes house tryin' to MACK HER!
 I'm on tour
 But still they keep on knockin' at my door
 And I got no time to worry
 I'm steady wantin' more
 Every day is a test, yes
 I try hard
 But I'm [bad word] a-lin' with every breath
 I pray to God that the woman that I left at home
 All alone
 Ain't nothin' like tryin' to bone
 Over the phone
 In my mind
 I can see her naked
 I can't take it
 Got me shakin' at the thought that we can make it
 I thought you knew.

 I call you up long distance
 On the telephone
 I wanna tuck you in
 Even though I know I can't make it home
 I whisper things in ya' ear
 Like youre near me
 Wonder if you feel me
 From far away
 Or can you hear me
 It seems to me
 That ya' jealous
 'Cause I'm hustlin' and makin' money
 With the fellas'
 In the back streets
 Tryin' to trap me
 Baby HOLD UP
 Thugs get lonely too!
 But I'm a soulja
 And theres no way I'mma' stop makin' money
 'Cause ya' attitudes changed
 And ya' actin' a little funny
 [bad word] 
 Sayin' we don't spend time
 Can't you see
 I got enough stress on my mind
 And hangin' up like you all that
 And get mad when I'm tell you that
 "I'm busy baby, call back,"
 Please, ain't nothin' left to say to you
 Thugs get lonely too
 You KNOW.

 I sit alone in my room, drinkin'
 Without a care
 Talkin out loud to ya'
 Like ya' there
 Take ya' picture out my back pocket
 Man it's on
 You the first face I wanna see
 When I get home
 I wanna love you 'till the sun rise
 Buckwild
 Touchin' every wall in the house
 Thug style
 Put ya' hands on the headboard
 Think of me
 Drippin' sweat on top of you
 Sick of scenes in yo' head
 That I'm makin' love
 So turn the lights down
 Reminice 'n relax
 'Cause baby right now
 I feel in the middle of my stomach
 You whisper in my ear
 Baby tell me how you really want it
 Hold on tightly
 Watch the ceiling
 Scratch my back
 How you react
 Lets me know you feel me
 'Cause everything I'm giving to you
 Is so [bad word]  Thugs get lonely too
 You know.