They’re Out to Get Me lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Porter]
I'm just playin' wit' y'all n*ggas
(Uh, uh, I'm just playin' wit' y'all n*ggas)
I'm just playin' wit' y'all n*ggas!
(I'm just playin' wit' y'all n*ggas!)

[Hook: Mr. Porter & Busta Rhymes]
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (How I be so raw...)
They so cold (So cold...)
I know (I know...)
That they out to get me
And all those people I call my friends, now they gone (Gone)
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this money (Yeah, yeah) can change everything (Yeah!)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeur
Keep my enemies close, keep my friends even closer
Muh'f*ckers that I grew around and thought I could rock wit' 'em
Watch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocket
I see 'em comin' from afar because I been through so much sh*t
They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my n*ggas, took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong n*ggas, had to filter them 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 f*cks wit' 'em even though I ain't wit' it
That's why the gats be in the house whenever n*ggas come visit
Serve 'em drinks and welcome all to the law
For let ya drunk friend show his true side until ya forced to cut him off
I seen it one too many times, your peeps be leaving you speechless
Sometimes havin' certain friends can end up bein' a weakness
See now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front and surround me
Come up out they sheepskins and act all different around me
[Hook: Mr. Porter & Busta Rhymes]
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (How I be so raw...)
They so cold (So cold...)
I know (I know...)
That they out to get me
And all those people I call my friends, now they gone (Gone)
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this money (Yeah, yeah) can change everything (Listen!)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke on
How n*ggas steal this funny style when I was strugglin', broke
Even though it don't surprise me, sh*t is still kinda funny
When I ain't have, a n*gga still'd come and try to take from me
Instead of cuttin' my losses, bein' smart and just end sh*t
n*ggas was tryin' to be loyal, just to maintain a friendship
In the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequel
I'm with the wrong muh'f*ckers, 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
Movin' so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulder
Living by morals and principles mainly
Havin' heavy thoughts to kill my brother every time them f*ckers betray me
But now I'm winnin' with the strength of a nation
I promise they're not even foreseein' the size of the sh*t they'll be facing
I'm Aftermath now, sh*t's gettin' worse
Now when them same "friends" see me glowin' hard that sh*t be making 'em hurt
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (How I be so raw...)
They so cold (So cold...)
I know (I know...)
That they out to get me
And all those people I call my friends, now they gone (Gone)
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this money (Yeah, yeah) can change everything

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Instead they gettin' together with me so we both can get rich
When I'm outta town, these n*ggas busy tryna f*ck with my b*tch
Same n*ggas spend they money 'til the sh*t'll diminish
I hit 'em off, then turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these n*ggas, that'll owe me so much sh*t
That they can't pay me back for, f*ck all the dumb sh*t
Sometimes we can't forgive when every balance is off
'Specially when n*ggas cross the line that n*ggas never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same sh*t, get the Range
The more money n*ggas get, sh*t around you will change
Even though n*ggas'll flip and sayin', "You the one changed"
f*ck you, they do that just to justify takin' your sh*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 you n*ggas up under the rug with a broom
If I never see these "friends" again, that sh*t'll be too soon
sh*t is real like every wind in my breath
Now that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (How I be so raw...)
They so cold (So cold...)
I know (I know...)
That they out to get me
And all those people I call my friends, now they gone (Gone)
That's why I never call on y'all, to be around
'Cause you see how this money (Yeah, yeah) can change everything