[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

All I'm hearing is Jimmy want my *** to flop, Dre don't care if I blow

God damn, all this from *** selling headphones

Chris died, Theo didn't show up to a nigga wake

Which indicates the team I thought we built, it was *** fake

Barry strong, Barry dump, Barry's in the pen again

I'm back at the drawing board, somebody call Eminem

These days can't believe what you hear on the street

That nigga said he owns the team, he only on the seat

That's fool's gold we sold you, you fools, I watch you buy it

What is to see is some kind of new hustle, I might try it

This flow got us all put on so I know I'm nice

(*** with the wrong bitches got me cold as ice) [Hook: 50 Cent]

Niggas'll change on you

I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me

Now they hate everything I do

I can't help but weigh in on a when a nigga you changed on me [Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]

Guess I gotta stop posting all this money on Instagram

They welcome you with open arms and open hands

I ain't rich like 50, I just know the man

Rating emoji faces in your text, I know you mad

Pitch me a few dollars, more than sure you can

When you balling the world's on your shoulder pads

I don't owe you nothing, they busting, you ain't bang back

You never fronted me nothing I couldn't bring back

They gave dap, now they saying you never gave back

You never gave me nothing I couldn't pay back

Now I ain't talking to the FEDs because you ain't fed

Give a nigga a foot, they want your whole leg [Verse 3: Young Buck]

*** what he said, tell 'em get his own bread

If niggas got a problem (that's a code red)

That's when niggas pull up with long dreads

Bumbaclot, man, shooting at your forehead [Hook] [Verse 4: Kidd Kidd]

They say family's first, but family is the first to get you hurt

And these hoes even worse, all these riches is a gift.. [Verse 5: Lloyd Banks]

..and a curse

Hate running all through the tree, thought they be rooting for me

Backstabbing, lies stacking, the truth is gorey

Forever holding on the grudges from my early struggles

They see you go out and get it then want it from you

They say you'll never be a winner, show up at your parade

Outside showing you smiles, inside hoping it fades

Rather be loathing at money over the stage

Sanity over fame, I can't even call on your name

But it changes, their love is dangerous

Fog up your [?], there's a million ways to hit them cages

***'s contagious, forget my favors

I'm outta here, flipping pages

You slipping backwards going on with all the other actors [Verse 6: Tony Yayo]

When [?] light is hot I ain't ask to be here

The money and the power make problems disappear

People change like the weather

I weather the storm until it's better

And these fake ass niggas wanna shake my hand

Instagram hoes backstage with fans

And the snakes in the grass ain't a part of my plan

Stab me in my back and they say I changed [Hook] [Outro: Young Buck]

Some of you motherfuckers changed for the worse though

Some niggas change for the better

Some bitches'll just never change

Some of these hoes'll never change, man, yo