Jealous Nigga lyrics

[talking]I wanna say what's up to my niggas, but I forgotSeem like all my niggas acting funny latelyKnow I'm saying, you gotta be careful who you giveA motherfucking shout out to these daysMotherfuckers'll turn on you after theMotherfucking tape drop, know I'm sayingRemember "Dedicated 2 U", all you soft assPussy foot ass niggas, well this oneDedicated to all y'all, hold up[Z-Ro]Jealousy and envy is surrounding me, try to keep it on the lowBut the hate reveals the anger found in me, though I try to let goEverybody wanna bump up, they got something to say, said I tried to let go Everybody that'll bump up, better have something to sprayIn the midst of confusion, I'ma be ready for war no faking and flinchingLooking at a G, cause a G be looking like A million dollas, worth of straight pimpingNot telling a lie but I'ma tell the truth, these cats be living in sinCould it be I sweared the jaw, but I'ma lose the toothWith a fist I'm hitting his chin, who's afraid of the big bad beam T
hat's shining like the burning sun, you's afraidThat I got a little mo' green, mad cause you ain't making noneWorried about the wrong thang, better mind your business'Fore I mind it fo' you, fuck around and go to let looseI ball with a beam, Z-Ro gon shine it for youFuck around and blaze a blunt, then I'ma pull a stuntOn the first and fifteenth, of the monthIt's no need to front, it's no need to lieSo craftier, I'm ahead of my peersTell me why they wanna hate, trying to take what's mineBut I'm still on my toes, I take notes on hoesThat wanna get in my business, they stick they noseBut I'ma be strapped, with a salary capAnd turn all my partnas, straight to hoes[Hook]Look at all these niggas, surrounding me everydayBetter take ten paces back, I think I just might sprayLook at all these niggas, I can't take it no moreThat's why my mug stay mean, with infrared beamCause it ain't no love no more-oooore[Trae]Everybody wanna turn they back on meBetter yet, they living a fantasyEven niggas I
thought, was down with meFin to end up, living realitySo deep in the mind, I'm so ready to clickAnd they wanna take that chance, to plexYelling out you my friend, nigga fuck you bitchI gotta make divid-ends, stacking my endsYou don't wanna knock the best, and get put to restNigga you so shife, get to where you got to goIf I see you again, you'll never breathe againAnd try to take me out, you'll never winSee I'm a killa for real, with a skill I can't loseBetter get a bigger bitch, that'll pay your duesI'm a nigga from the Maab, that'll check the frontYou better pray to God, that you make it to chooseTo save your blood, when it's time to leave'Fore you be living so far, with a trick in the sleeveBelieve me, you'll burn for the misbehavingAnd invading the hell, of my privacyKnocking me, gotta keep my mama my richesAin't nan nigga, fin to stop the TraeThat's why I be solo, one deep on a missionAnd living it, just to get paid[Hook x2]Stop that fronting bitch, you ain't downBefore you, lo
se your life[Z-Ro]Too many niggas around meWill make my brain, come at my fist to swangSlapping patches out these motherfuckersGetting cuts from diamonds, in my pinky ringAnd I really don't give a damn, really don't give a fuckBitch, you think I'ma playCause I really don't like, anybody in the wayBetter smoke a sherm and calm down, I'm ready to sprayEverybody wanna say they my niggasSon of a bitches, sure can lie niggaTrying to get a good point, in the public eyeSteady trying to get a piece of my pie niggaBut I'ma ride nigga, so stay out niggaBecause a nigga, done broke your jaw niggaNever pull my piece, to get applause niggaI put a bullet between your eyes, right niggaThese cats wanna take me, off my gameCause a nigga from the hood, that'll look some goodThat done made some change, everybody wannaLook at the fame, but that shit don't stop the painEverybody wanna take me off my gameCause a nigga from the hood, that'll look some goodThat done made some change, wanna look atMaterial t
hangs, but that shit don't stop the pain[Hook]Look at all these niggas, surrounding me everydayBetter take ten paces back, I think I just might sprayLook at all these niggas, I can't take it no moreThat's why my mug stay mean, with infrared beamCause it ain't no love no more-ooooreFuck friends I said, your own partnasWill be the reason, that you fallMy reply to you, is fuck em allYou gotta keep your mind on your bitchesAnd fake bitch made niggas, and crooked copsTell em, bitch I'm in a rush to ball [x2][talking]Yeah bitch, still dedicated to you fake assStudio bump ass type niggasShife ass bitches, peep game recognizeMaab on the rise baby, for real