(feat. A3 & Jay Rock) 

[2Pac:] 
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do 
Now what's next 
Tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do 
Now what's next 

Caught up in the middle 
My life's a riddle
Don't let it get ya 
I wanna be legal 
But it's this hustle that get me richer 
One love to my peoples makin' money 
I can see you bubblin' 
Avoid all trouble 
Beware of devils continue strugglin' 
Nothin's impossible if there's a will there's a way 
So get your mind on official business 
You can be great 
And it's been this way from the cradle to the grave 
So get paid 
My niggaz do this every fuckin' day 
We parlay 
Through politics and conversation 
This information to my thug niggaz in the congregation 
Watch and bare witness to the pleasures of participation 
Separation is self destruction 
What's needed is unification 
Cause the world ain't hardly scared 
If not prepared 
Be sure to be bummy and be no longer there 
But no one cares it's there to share 
All we get is stares 
Because of fear we'll evaporate 
Say your prayers 

And what's next 

[Chorus x2:] 
Hard livin' got me goin' insane 
But I'm addicted to the hustle I'm trapped in the game 
Whatz next 
I'm goin' crazy 
Tell me tell me what the fuck am I suppose to do 
Whatz next 

[A3:] 
(Aye its on A3) 
Makaveli tried to warn us 
But niggaz ain't listen to Pac 
Naw (listen listen) nigga really listen to Pac 
Shit yean got it yet (no) 
Then you won't get it 
Might as well measure 'em up 
And have his ass fitted 
Why 
Caught slippin' dog trippin' didn't soak game 
Got his wig split like dem shutters on the airplane 
Never will change niggaz wit' no name no shame 
Might open ya head foe mess broke change 
I stay posted like a flag (flag) 
Starin' thru my rear view ballin' in a jag (jag) 
Bounce wit me Cali body rock down in H-Town 
We gon' put these artificial bustas in they place now 
Time foe a change 
Real niggaz rollin' wit' me 
Money makin' swift decision we controllin' the streets 
Side track by the broads and the frauds 
Ain't it strange 
It's the reason so many niggaz get scarred in the game 

Whatz next 

[Chorus x2] 

[Jay Rock:] 
That money gotta make it 
What I gotta do to make it 
Do I really gotta take it 
Put this mack up to you face it 
Doin' what we gotta do to survive 
Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by 
Some niggaz stick to the crime 
Pitchin' nickel and dimes 
What the fuck we s'pose to do 
Who gon' give us a job 
So I tried and tried 
Tried to get out the grind 
But the block kept on callin' me back 
Fiends kept on callin' for crack 
So I supply 'em wit' that 
Gave 'em a reasonable fee 
Nigga don't blame it on me 
Shit just look where I'm at 
Niggaz in gardens 
LAPD is the target 
Niggaz is heartless hustle regardless 
Look that dope spot use to be an apartment 
But now it's just a place to hide the guns in the closet 
Watch ya step shift the grams under the carpet 
We just tryin' hard not to see that coffin 

Whatz next 

[Chorus x2]