[Refrain : Fredo Santana]
These niggas changed, they got jealous on me
Try to rob, I got that felon on me
I can't leave the country cause I'm a felon homie
And I don't trust these niggas, they be telling on me
And I don't trust these bitches, they be plotting on me
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie
Niggas say they real, but they acting funny
These niggas changed and got jealous on me
[Pont : Kendrick Lamar]
I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these bitches
Drunk right now, so you know I meant it
[Couplet 1 : Kendrick Lamar]
If you know me then you know nigga Chi-town like my second home
I done flew a private jet for some Harold's Chicken straight from Rome
I done bust down on a few thots, Fredo hit me on my phone
"Nigga I can't talk right now, got pussy on my tongue"
I got worry on my brain, I been gone all summer
Just to fly back home and found out y'all done killed my little brother
Shit is fucked up on these streets
Why the fuck would I think about some rap beef?
Nigga I got bigger fish to fry now
Empty out my account and I'll pay for sleep
Where's my bottle?
Money change and people change and people come
And people go and act estranged
I'm aggravated cause they hated, confirmation for success
Anticipated, I can taste it
I can chase it back down with liquor
I could drown out my sorrows
But I ain't a sorry ass nigga
Get up off your ass, make yourself a hundred racks
Bitch, get up off your ass, throw it back back back
Back inside my 'Bach, back in a garage that we can jack
Bitch I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good?
Heard someone said
These niggas changed, they got jealous on me
Try to rob, I got that felon on me
I can't leave the country cause I'm a felon homie
And I don't trust these niggas, they be telling on me
And I don't trust these bitches, they be plotting on me
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie
Niggas say they real, but they acting funny
These niggas changed and got jealous on me
[Pont : Kendrick Lamar]
I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these bitches
Drunk right now, so you know I meant it
[Couplet 1 : Kendrick Lamar]
If you know me then you know nigga Chi-town like my second home
I done flew a private jet for some Harold's Chicken straight from Rome
I done bust down on a few thots, Fredo hit me on my phone
"Nigga I can't talk right now, got pussy on my tongue"
I got worry on my brain, I been gone all summer
Just to fly back home and found out y'all done killed my little brother
Shit is fucked up on these streets
Why the fuck would I think about some rap beef?
Nigga I got bigger fish to fry now
Empty out my account and I'll pay for sleep
Where's my bottle?
Money change and people change and people come
And people go and act estranged
I'm aggravated cause they hated, confirmation for success
Anticipated, I can taste it
I can chase it back down with liquor
I could drown out my sorrows
But I ain't a sorry ass nigga
Get up off your ass, make yourself a hundred racks
Bitch, get up off your ass, throw it back back back
Back inside my 'Bach, back in a garage that we can jack
Bitch I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good?
Heard someone said
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