- Votes:
- Composers:
- Denaun M Porter
- Trevor Smith
- Mike Chavarria
 
- Tags:
- strictly for the undergound
- true hip hop
- underground hip hop
 
- See also:
Busta Rhymes - They're Out To Get Me lyrics
I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
 I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
 I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
 I'm just playin' wit' y'all niggaz
They see my name and Lifestyle and say I changed
 They so cold I know that they're out to get me
 And all those people I call my friends, let it go
 That's why I never call on y'all to be around
 'Cause you see how this money can change everything
Yeah, see I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeur
 Keep my enemies close, keep my friends even closer
 Muhfuckers that I grew around, thought I could rock wit 'em
 Watch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocket
I see 'em coming from afar because I been through so much shit
 They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
 Invested in my niggaz, took the Realtor route
 Gambled on the wrong niggaz, had to filter 'em out
Type of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectful
 Behind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick full
 It's cool though, I fucks wit' 'em even though I ain't wit' it
 That's why the gats be in the house whenever niggaz come visit
Serve 'em drinks and welcome all to the law
 For let ya drunk friend to show his true side until ya forced to cut him off
 I seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechless
 Sometimes having certain friends can end up being a weakness
See now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround me
 Come up out they sheepskin and act all different around me
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed
 They so cold I know that they're out to get me
 And all those people I call my friends, let it go
 That's why I never call on y'all to be around
 'Cause you see how this money can change everything
Listen, sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke on
 How niggaz steal this funny style and I was struggling broke
 Even though it don't surprise me, shit it's still kinda funny
 When I ain't have, a nigga still would come and try to take from me
Instead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end shit
 Niggaz was trying to be loyal, just to maintain a friendship
 In the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequel
 I'm with the wrong muhfuckers, plus they 'pose to be people's
 Busta Rhymes - They're Out To Get Me - http://motolyrics.com/busta-rhymes/theyre-out-to-get-me-lyrics.html
As I get more money, days get colder
 I learned to realize that power only lies in the hands of the beholder
 So then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldier
 Moving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulder
Living by morals and principles mainly
 Having heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a fucker betrayed me
 But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
 I promise that they not even foreseeing
 The size of the shit they'll be facing
I'm Aftermath now, shit's getting worse
 Now when those same friends
 See me goin' hard that shit be making 'em hurt
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed
 They so cold I know that they're out to get me
 And all those people I call my friends, let it go
 That's why I never call on y'all to be around
 'Cause you see how this money can change everything
Instead they getting together with me so we both can get rich
 When I'm outta town, these niggaz busy tryna fuck with my bitch
 Same niggaz spend they money till the shit'll diminish
 I hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these niggaz, that'll owe me so much shit
 That they can't pay me back for, fuck all the dumb shit
 Sometime we can't forgive whatever balances off
 'Specially when niggaz cross the line that niggaz never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same shit, get the Range
 The more money niggaz get, shit around you will change
 Even though niggaz'll flip and say, "He the one changed"
 Fuck you, the dude'll just'll justify, takin' his shit from you
The more money I get, I get more dangerous stupid
 'Cause I been broke before and I refuse to go back to it
 And while I sweep these niggaz up under the rug with a broom
 If I never see these friends again, that shit'll be too soon
Shit is real like every wind in my breath
 And that's on everything I love,
 Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh
They see my name in Lifestyle and say I changed
 They so cold I know that they're out to get me
 And all those people I call my friends, let it go
 That's why I never call on y'all to be around
 'Cause you see how this money can change everything















