Bob - These n***az lyrics

[Hook] (x2) These n***as ain't your friend These n***as just be fakin' These n***as just pretend These n***as just be fakin' [Verse 1: Jake Lambo & B.o.B] [Jake Lambo] No these n***as ain't real, they're fakin' and I can tell it I know what it is, they're talkin sh** I can smell it like oh what a stench Acting like you be ballin boy you on a bench Told him if I do nothing then I'm getting rich Keeping my circle small these n***as counterfeit I'm talented it ain't no These people trying to get closer the more that I'm getting known They really in it pretending I thought I should let you know that [B.o.B] These n***as be fakin', these n***as be fakin' You was doin' it big, they was f**ing your lady In your house on your bed, y'all used to get bread But when it all went south, they left you for dead Turns out the plug was crooked, dropping dimes for he fedds He took your half of the money, left you with all of the debt By sitting down at the table, walking out on the check You put your neck on the line, they put their foot on your neck They fool with everyody, they be with everybody crew and everybody posse Who the f** keep inviting these n***as to every party, i'm talking every party They ain't never got a room but be at every lobby, damn [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2: JaqueBeatz] They ain't your friend, they ain't your homie Especially when the convo starts off with this n***a [?] Or they all up in your pockets to see what you're holding They're in the way like who the f** here made this n***a goalie, woah But I ain't worried I ain't in a hurry Everybody doing sh** for show I'll go and make it blurry When I got the title on my belt I go and make the curry Everybody wonder how i did it when not even jury figured How I buried you underground, go smile with another clown Solitary plans, solitary as I look around And noticed that these n***as like to k-k-kick you when you're down But the tables turn around when they cry for help don't make a sound Now they gon' learn how [Hook] (x2)