Jealous

(808 Mafia)
('Tino)

These niggas changed, they got jealous on me (jealous on me)
Try to rob, I got that felon on me (felon on me)
I can't leave the country 'cause I'm a felon homie (felon homie)
And I don't trust these niggas, they be telling on me (telling on me)
And I don't trust these bitches, they be plotting on me (plotting on me)
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie (watch homie)
Niggas say they real, but they acting funny (acting funny)
These niggas changed and got jealous on me (jealous on me)

I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these bitches
Drunk right now, so you know I meant it
(808 Mafia)

If you know me, then you know nigga Chi-town like my second home
I done flew a private jet for some Harold's Chicken straight from Rome
I done bust down on a few thots, Fredo hit me on my phone
"Nigga I can't talk right now, got pussy on my tongue"
I got worry on my brain, I been gone all summer
Just to fly back home and found out y'all done killed my little brother

Shit is fucked up on these streets
Why the fuck would I think about some rap beef?
Nigga, I got bigger fish to fry now
Empty out my account and I'll pay for sleep
Where's my bottle?

Money change and people change and people come, and people go and act estranged
I'm aggravated 'cause they hated, confirmation for success
Anticipated, I can taste it
I can chase it back down with liquor
I could drown out my sorrows
But I ain't a sorry ass nigga

Get up off your ass, make yourself a hundred racks
Bitch, get up off your ass, throw it back back back
Back inside my 'Bach, back in a garage that we can jack
Bitch I love my hood, I'm strapped up, what's good?
Heard someone said -

These niggas changed, they got jealous on me (jealous on me)
Try to rob, I got that felon on me (felon on me)
I can't leave the country 'cause I'm a felon homie (felon homie)
And I don't trust these niggas, they be telling on me (telling on me)
And I don't trust these bitches, they be plotting on me (plotting on me)
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie (watch homie)
Niggas say they real, but they acting funny (acting funny)
These niggas changed and got jealous on me (jealous on me)

Jealous on me (jealous on me)
Je-je-jealous on me (jealous on me)

Coming up, gotta watch who you hang with (who you hang with)
I'm still with the same niggas I came with (niggas I came with)
On the block with the same niggas I banged with (same niggas I banged with)
If you ain't talking money, I don't know your language (I don't know your language)
I come from that very, very bottom (very bottom)
Now I'm getting money, and I'm seeing stardom (I'm seeing stardom)
My niggas savage, don't start 'em (don't start 'em)
We up them guns, if it's a fucking problem (fucking problem)

Money coming in, don't have money problems (money problems)
Kicked your bitch out 'cause she ain't wanna swallow (wanna swallow)
All these bitches thots, acting like models (like models)
Fredo, I'm the king of Chicago (of Chicago)
Gotta 30 and I fill it up with hollows (with hollows)
Got bricks and I feel like El Chapo (El Chapo)
I'm the shit, I'm the shit, I'm the shit bitch (I'm the shit bitch)
Since I'm a rich nigga, I need a rich bitch (I need a rich bitch)

These niggas changed, they got jealous on me (jealous on me)
Try to rob, I got that felon on me (felon on me)
I can't leave the country 'cause I'm a felon homie (felon homie)
And I don't trust these niggas, they be telling on me (telling on me)
And I don't trust these bitches, they be plotting on me (plotting on me)
Everybody ain't real, you gotta watch homie (watch homie)
Niggas say they real, but they acting funny (acting funny)
These niggas changed and got jealous on me (jealous on me)

Jealous on me, jealous on me
Je-jealous on me
Jealous on me, jealous on me
Je-jealous on me
Jealous on me, jealous on me
Je-je-jealous on me
Jealous on me, jealous on me
(808 Mafia)



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Writer(s): Kendrick Lamar, Derrick Coleman, Chance Youngblood
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