作词 : Kanye West/Jayceon Taylor/Drew Anthony Gavin
 作曲 : Kanye West/Jayceon Taylor/Drew Anthony Gavin
 (He was once a thug from around the way)
 My life was never— (Eazy)
 My life was never— (Eazy)
 Started in my Cutlass clutchin' heat like it's an open oven
 Puffin' chronic, Puff and Biggie out the window, speaker subbin'
 Runnin' to the crips, it ain't no discussion
 Bullet wounds drenched in Hennessey and tea spoons of Robitussin
 Head up faze, got a few concussion, yeah
 Compton's amazed, Dr. Dre percussion
 God, please grant my nigga eternal life, we need the beats
 Aftermath whеre you fall asleep, you do not eat
 And my belly is full, gorilla ridin' thе bull
 Banana clips in the pool, swan dive in Clase Azul
 The opps, I'm on they ass
 Grandmama whoopins in school
 This Wilmington and Brazil where niggas die in they jewels
 Too many Problems, too many YGs
 So many ties to dollar signs, easy to end up on E
 I got shot up like Columbine, the crips descended on me
 Sign my name on the dotted line, that was Venice on beats
 This is the way
 (He was once a thug from around the way)
 My life was never— (Eazy)
 My life was never— (Eazy)
 There it is, there it was
 Don't interrupt just because it's no love
 Shoulder shrug (Shrug)
 How I ain't bring nothin' to the table, when I'm the table?
 I'ma turn up the music, wake up the neighbors
 I'ma get that "Thug life" tatted 'cross the navel
 This is how I am in real life, not just on cable
 "Mr. Narcissist," tell me 'bout my arrogance
 No more counselin', I don't negotiate with therapists
 God Ye, wanna let God in?
 But tonight, I guess I'll let my pride win
 Cousin Dre sent me scriptures, helped me see life better
 Nigga, we havin' the best divorce ever
 If we go to court, we'll go to court together
 Matter of fact, pick up your sis', we'll go to Kourt’s together
 I watched four kids for like five hours today
 I wear these Yeezy boots everywhere, even in the shower today
 I got love for the nannies, but real family is better
 The cameras watch the kids, y'all stop takin' the credit
 Noncustodial dad, I bought the house next door
 What you think the point of really bein' rich for?
 When you give 'em everything they only want more
 Boujee and unruly, y'all need to do some chores
 Rich ass kids, this ain't yo mama's house
 Climb on your brother's shoulders, get that top ramen out
 God saved me from that crash
 Just so I can beat Pete Davidson's ass (Who?)
And my new bitch bad, I know Illuminati ma
This that New-minati bitch
 This that two Bugatti rich
 This that "God did this"
 Only God did this
 There it is, there it was
 Don't interrupt, just because
 Ain't no love, shoulder shrug
 Won't He do it? Yes He does
 Won't He do it? Yes He does
 Won't He do it?
 My life was never— (Eazy)
 This next one gon' be— (Eazy)
 (He was once a thug from around the way)
 (He was once a thug from around the way, easy)
 (He was—he was)
 (He was—he was)
 (He was once a—once a—)
 (Thug from a—thug from a—from around the way)