[Hook: Santana] niggas changed, they got jealous on me Try to rob, I got felon on me I can't leave the cause I'm a felon homie And I don't trust niggas, they be telling on me And I don't trust these bitches, they be on me Everybody ain't real, you gotta homie Niggas say they real, but they acting These changed and got jealous on me
Kendrick Lamar] I don't trust these niggas, I don't these bitches right now, so you know I meant it
[Verse 1: Lamar] If you know me then you know Chi-town like my second home I done flew a private jet for some Harold's Chicken from Rome I done down on a few thots, Fredo hit me on my phone "Nigga I can't talk right now, got on my tongue" I got on my brain, I been gone all summer Just to fly back home and found out done killed my little brother Shit is fucked up on these Why the fuck would I think about rap beef? I got bigger fish to fry now Empty out my and I'll pay for sleep Where's my Money change and people and people come And people go and act I'm aggravated cause they hated, confirmation for Anticipated, I can it I can chase it down with liquor I could drown out my But I a sorry ass nigga Get up off your ass, make yourself a racks Bitch, get up off your ass, throw it back back inside my 'Bach, back in a garage that we can jack Bitch I love my hood, I'm up, what's good? Heard someone
[Verse 2: Fredo Coming up, gotta watch who you with I'm still with the niggas I came with On the block with the same niggas I banged If you ain't money I don't know your language I from that very very bottom Now I'm money and I'm seeing stardom My niggas savage, don't 'em We up guns, if it's a fucking problem coming in, don't have money problems Kicked your bitch out cause she ain't swallow All bitches thots, acting like models Fredo, I'm the of Chicago Gotta .30 and I fill it up with Got bricks and I like El Chapo I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the bitch Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich