They're Out To Get Me

(feat. Mr. Porter)

Mr. Porter
I'm just playin wit y'all , I'm just playin wit y'all
I'm just playin wit y'all , I'm just playin wit y'all !

They told me to! echoes

Chorus: Mr. Porter
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raaawww)
They so cold... I know... that they're out to get me
And alllll those people I call my friends, let it gooooooooo
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this monnneeeyyy can change your friends' faaaiiittthhh

Busta Rhymes
Geah! See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeur
Keep my enemies close, keep my friends even closer
Muhfkers 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 s**t
They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my , took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong , 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 fks wit 'em even though I ain't wit it
That's why the gats be in the house whenever 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

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Busta Rhymes
Listen! Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke on
how steal this funny style and I was struggling broke
Even though it don't surprise me, s**t it's still kinda funny
When I ain't have, a nigg* still would come and try to take from me
Instead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end s**t
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 muhfkers, plus they 'pose to be people's
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 fker betrayed me
But now I'm winning with the strength of the nation
I promise that they not even foreseeing the size of the s**t they'll be facing
I'm Aftermath now, s**t's getting worse
Now when those same "friends" see me goin hard that s**t be making 'em hurt

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Busta Rhymes
Instead they getting together with me so we both can get rich
When I'm outta town, these busy tryna fk with my b*tch
Same spend they money 'til the s**t'll diminish
I hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these , that'll owe me so much s**t
that they can't pay me back for, fk all the dumb s**t
Sometime we can't forgive whatever balances off
'Specially when cross the line that never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same s**t, get the Range
The more money get, s**t around you will change
Even though 'll flip and say, "He the one changed"
fk you, the dude'll just'll justify.. takin his s**t 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 up under the rug with a broom
If I never see these "friends" again, that s**t'll be too soon
s**t is real like every wind in my breath
And that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!

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