These niggas changed and 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 tellin' on me
And I don't trust these bitches, they be flyin' on me
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but they actin' funny
These niggas changed and got jealous on me
I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these bitches
Drunk right now, so you know I'm into you
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, what the fuck would I think about some rap beef?
Nigga, I got bigger fish to fry down, empty out my account and I'll pay for sleep
Where's my bottle?
Money changin' people, changin' people, comin' people, goin' actin' strange
I'm aggravated, cuz they hate it, confirmation for success
Anticipated, I could taste it, I could 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 bank, back in my garage, that dick ain't jack
Bitch, I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good, hurt someone's sack
These niggas change and got jealous on me
Try to rob, I got that felon on me
I can't leave the country, cuz I'm a felon, homie
And I don't trust these niggas, they be tellin' on me
And I don't trust these bitches, they be flyin' on me
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch, homie
Niggas say they real, but they actin' funny
These niggas change and got jealous on me
Jealous on me
Jealous on me
Comin' up, gotta watch who you hang with
I'm still with the same niggas I came with
On the block with the same niggas I bang with
If you ain't talkin' money, I don't know your language
I come from that very, very bottom
Now I'm gettin' money and I'm seein' stardom
My niggas savage, don't start em'
We up them guns, if it's a fuckin' problem
Money comin' and don't have money problems
Kick your bitch out, cuz she ain't wanna swallow
All these bitches dots actin' like models
Afraid, oh, I'm the king of Chicago
Got a 30 and I fill it up with hollows
Got bricks and I feel like El Chapo
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit, bitch
Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch
These niggas change and got jealous on me
Try to rob, I got that felon on me
I can't leave the country, cuz I'm a felon, homie
And I don't trust these niggas, they be tellin' on me
And I don't trust these bitches, they be flyin' on me
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch, homie
Niggas say they real, but they actin' funny
These niggas change and got jealous on me
