Jealous
by Fredo Santana, Kendrick Lamar
These niggas changed, they 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 telling on me And I don't trust these b*****s, they be plotting on me Everybody ain't real you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but they acting funny These niggas changed and got jealous on me I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these b*****s Drunk right now so you know I meant it If you know me then you know b***h 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 B***h I can't talk right now, got d**k 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 ****ed up on these streets Why the **** would I think about some rap beef B***h I got bigger fish to fry now Empty out my account and I'll pay for sleep Where's my bottle Money change and people change and people come And people go and act estranged I'm aggravated cause they hated confirmation for success Anticipated I can taste it I can chase it back down with liquor I could drown out my sorrows But I ain't a sorry ass b***h Get up off your ass make yourself a hundred racks B***h, get up off your ass, throw it back back back Back inside my 'Bach back in a garage that we can jack B***h I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good Heard someone said These niggas changed, they 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 telling on me And I don't trust these b*****s, they be plotting on me Everybody ain't real you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but they acting funny These niggas changed and got jealous on me Coming 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 banged with If you ain't talking money I don't know your language I come from that very very bottom Now I'm getting money and I'm seeing stardom My ****ing savage don't start 'em We up them guns if it's a ****ing problem Money coming in don't have money problems Kicked your b***h out cause she ain't wanna swallow All these b*****s thots acting like models Fredo I'm the king of Chicago Gotta 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 b***h Since I'm a rich b***h I need a rich b***h These niggas changed, they 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 telling on me And I don't trust these b*****s, they be plotting on me Everybody ain't real you gotta watch homie Niggas say they real, but they acting funny These niggas changed and got jealous on me
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