[Hook: Santana] These niggas changed, they got on me Try to rob, I got that on me I can't the country cause I'm a felon homie And I trust these niggas, they be telling on me And I don't trust bitches, they be plotting on me Everybody real, you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but they acting These niggas and got jealous on me
[Bridge: Lamar] I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these Drunk now, so you know I meant it
[Verse 1: Kendrick If you me then you know nigga 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 talk right now, got pussy on my tongue" I got worry on my brain, I been all summer to fly back home and found out y'all done killed my little brother Shit is fucked up on streets Why the fuck I think about some rap beef? I got bigger fish to fry now Empty out my account and pay for sleep Where's my Money change and people change and people And people go and act I'm aggravated cause they hated, for success Anticipated, I can it I can it back down with liquor I could out my sorrows But I ain't a ass nigga Get up off ass, make yourself a hundred racks Bitch, get up off your ass, it back back back Back inside my 'Bach, in a garage that we can jack Bitch I my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good? someone said
[Verse 2: Santana] up, gotta watch who you hang with I'm still with the same niggas I with On the block with the same I banged with If you ain't talking I don't know your language I come from that very bottom Now I'm getting and I'm seeing stardom My savage, don't start 'em We up them guns, if it's a fucking Money coming in, don't money problems Kicked your bitch out cause she wanna swallow All these bitches thots, like models Fredo, I'm the of Chicago Gotta .30 and I fill it up hallows Got bricks and I like El Chapo I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the bitch Since I'm a nigga, I need a rich bitch