Damn, I've got a lot of fake friends And I ain't even try to make friends Niggas ***tin' on me but it's cool Now I'm back without anything to lose I'ma either make a mill or the news It's up to you, *** nigga, you can choose Screws loose like Wiz White, better keep a seat tight I gave birth to you bitches like a midwife Tell Steve that he better get the chips right And tell Universal Records they can sit tight, get right I ain't hit a reel in a minute, haven't seen a Lauryn Hill in a minute Had to feel in a minute, she had to do a stretch like a gymnast Now the same game off a change for a sentence I'm a menace, but *** your opinion What were you when I had no heat in a winter TV dinner? Rats as big as Mrs. Flinter All you niggas had an agenda All you niggas sweet like Splendor All you niggas on my clitoris All you bitches wanna be friends now? Well, your friendship frivolous Nobody admitted it until I started killin' it The main ones in charge, well, they all idiots Got my credit card black like Diddy is I'ma keep killin' every rapper and affiliate, bitch *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you paid to show love again They talk about me on the block Yeah, baby, I'm a dog Me ain't gonna wait till the bank with a bag full of hundreds I ain't talkin' St. Dogg Now, radio won't call Got my check and just like grabbin' rabbits A bitch win ball, I recall Crack on my stove, hoes in my clothes Always call FAC from the Fozo, Howard Road Now they wanna roll to my shows, hoe, we ain't close Now you wanna recite my *** On Instagram, tryna like my *** Sendin' me a tweet, tryna hype my *** You don't understand the delight I get When the tables turn, see how nice they get Who you callin'? That bitch not T Mm-hmm, I saw her on MTV You know I can't stand her, but I can't hate her Got to see her front number still the same She doin' her thing, but she ain't gon' make it Hello? Hey, bitch, just wanted to tell you I'm proud of you, I be seein' your Instagram *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you paid to show love again I done been through it all Anything you could mention I'ma put you on game Make sure you pay attention The artist is a puppet The label Jim Henson So I say *** it I'd rather be Tom Benson If you mad, get offended Cause everybody wanna have a friendship And I don't have too many in the first place My bad, you can blame it on my birthplace If you got cake, then it's sorta like your birthday Everybody wanna see you blow it Snakes in the grass, gotta mow it Cause you a pussy nigga and I know it Never lent me a hand, had lit And my pants not a cent, paid rent with the grams Couldn't ball, hit the bench with a plan They gon' want you on the team when you gleam And your pockets full of green, diamond in the back with your leg on lean Wanna come around when you get a little steamed You niggas ain't true, I can tell by your jeans *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same *** the hype, *** the fame When you broke, they don't love the same When you broke, they don't love the same But when you pay they show love again When you broke, they don't love the same But when you pay they show love again The number you have dialed has been changed The new number is Please note The number you have dialed has been changed The new number is