They love you when you up but they hate you when you broke n***a
Where the f** was you when I was sleeping on the floor n***a
Back in '09 put the game in a choke n***a
Real sh** and rappers took notes n***a
Time to k** this [?] rap sh** I ain't no joke n***a
They like where you been in the booth cooking coke n***a
Came back crack I just hit it with a fork n***a
Y'all must've forgot that I'm still a New York n***a, squad
I done changed the whole f**ing sound of rap
All of these other n***a just a bunch of copy cats
Shout out to Khaled for making this hot song
But now that I got on it it's going right in the body bag
n***as ain't gangsta most these n***as feminine
Fronting like they hard but we knowing that they impotent
What you trying to sell n***a I don't buy that [?] sh**
Every thing a lie nothing real in their sentences
I got real n***as in the jail serving sentences
b**hes want to know what's going on I always send them pics
Always answer all their calls they just want to reminisce
And talk about the feeling the first time a Rollie hit my wrist
Before the deals moving weight like fitness
But feel in love with rap money cause it made a n***a rich
First they love you then they don't, why you hurting n***a flip
But when you on they want to come around and reap the benefits
They ain't believe in me they said I wouldn't hit I'll miss
Look at me now I got a middle of December wrist
How you haters feel now bet you didn't picture this
Shopping sprees every day no reason for a Christmas list
[?] got me started now I got to finish it
It's mines cause I bought these n***as just renting sh**
These n***as just talking, me I'm really living it
We used to eat Ramen now it's steaks for the dinner dish
Pull up in that ghost like everyday is Halloween
These n***a jealous just like the Celtics all these n***as green
Thank God for the blessings and the real ones in my team
Balling like the Spurs in the finals trying to get a ring
n***a you don't want no problems unless you a mathematician
I suggest you don't bother, try me if you want to
You get boped like a [?]
My aim is on track like a martyr
Real rap bang sayonara
Speak with my actions I ain't ever been a talker
Never on the bench since a youngin was a starter
Blood gang real write n***a I'm an author
Really with the sh**s like Nino and the Carter
Squad
Who these n***as sleeping on not me I ain't no mattress
Damn, [?] you was an actress
Forever counting money I got a money habit
Still the same n***a only thing that changed was my address