[Hook: Fredo These niggas changed, got jealous on me Try to rob, I got that on me I can't leave the cause I'm a felon homie And I don't trust these niggas, be telling on me And I trust these bitches, they be plotting on me ain't real, you gotta watch homie Niggas say real, but they acting funny These changed and got jealous on me
[Bridge: Lamar] I don't these niggas, I don't trust these bitches Drunk 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 Chicken straight from Rome I done bust 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 gone all summer Just to fly back and found out y'all done killed my little brother is fucked up on these streets Why the fuck would I think about rap beef? Nigga I got bigger to fry now Empty out my account and pay for sleep my bottle? Money change and people change and come And people go and act I'm aggravated they hated, confirmation for success Anticipated, I can it I can chase it back down with I drown out my sorrows But I ain't a ass nigga Get up off your ass, make a hundred racks Bitch, get up off your ass, it 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 Heard someone
[Verse 2: Fredo Coming up, gotta who you hang with I'm still with the niggas I came with On the block with the same niggas I with If you ain't talking I don't know your language I come from that very very Now I'm getting money and I'm seeing My savage, don't start 'em We up them guns, if a fucking problem Money coming in, don't have money Kicked bitch out cause she ain't wanna swallow All these bitches thots, acting models Fredo, I'm the king of Gotta .30 and I fill it up with 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 bitch