[Hook: Santana] These niggas changed, got jealous on me Try to rob, I got felon on me I can't the country cause I'm a felon homie And I don't trust these niggas, be telling on me And I don't trust these bitches, be plotting on me Everybody real, you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but acting funny These niggas changed and got on me
[Bridge: Kendrick I trust these niggas, I don't trust these bitches right now, so you know I meant it
[Verse 1: Kendrick If you know me then you know nigga Chi-town like my second 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 right now, got pussy on my tongue" I got on my brain, I been gone all summer Just to fly 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? Nigga I got bigger to fry now Empty out my and I'll pay for sleep Where's my Money change and change and people come And go and act estranged I'm aggravated cause they hated, for success Anticipated, I can it I can chase it down with liquor I could drown out my But I ain't a ass nigga Get up off your ass, yourself a hundred racks Bitch, get up off ass, throw it back 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: Santana] Coming up, gotta watch who you hang I'm still with the same niggas I with On the block the same niggas I banged with If you ain't talking I don't know your language I come from very very bottom Now I'm getting money and I'm seeing My niggas savage, start 'em We up guns, if it's a fucking problem coming in, don't have money problems Kicked your bitch out she ain't wanna swallow All these thots, acting like models Fredo, I'm the king of .30 and I fill it up with hallows Got and I feel like El Chapo I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich