They only love ya when ya on They only love ya when ya on The only other time is when you're gone They only love ya when ya on What goes up come do-ow-own
Welcome to 2011 where everybody's the realest Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest Every part of ya business is everybody business Got my name all in your mouth I should have been a dentist Yeah, everybody done did it Everybody's a critic I'm like "Whatchu talkin' bout" like everybody's a Willis Man, they say they love you when the block on smash Since they so in love, tell 'em they can kiss my cash Wait a minute you don't like me, Well I don't like you These fakers sayin' that they real but I see right through The old me, that was the realest person I knew The new me probably the realest person times two
So when you feels like it's everybody for themselves And the place where ya living is'nt far from hell And they keep tellin' you "you were born to fail" And everybody say they real but it's too hard to tell So until I die, I'mma always grind I'mma be ok, I'mma be alright If they say I fail, that would be a lie But there aint no such thing as a tie They only love ya when ya on
Hold up, You got to be out ya conscience They aint got no sense, that's why they call it nonesense How they gon talk about what you never accomplish? Like they dun done something that's worthy of my responses Look at the tags, I'm showing 'em how to stunt G Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies It's so ironic they couch got money in 'em But y'all always on the couch and never get any money Where's Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook But I don't check the gossip blogs I check check books Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look Every move I make is right like I aint got a left foot To keep it real a record deal couldn't stop me I'm bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby I don't dance with the devil call it trilluminati
So when you feels like it's everybody for themselves And the place where ya living is'nt far from hell And they keep tellin' you "you were born to fail" And everybody say they real but it's too hard to tell So until I die, I'mma always grind I'mma be ok, I'mma be alright If they say I fail, that would be a lie But there aint no such thing as a tie They only love ya when ya on
Northside where ya at Northside let me know you got my back
They only love ya when ya on
Southside where ya at Southside, let me know you got my back Yeah Eastside where ya at Eastside my n-gga you got my back
They only love ya when ya on Westside where ya at Westside let me know you got my back
Look, I'm a get money n-gga, on a daily basis Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements That's why I follow every rule and regulation Making rap money off this game I've been laced with Uh, and you can blame it on black sam Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave Fly wit' bad bitch with a fat ass Bail money, big pistol and black mag That's how we play it, we living with the fast cash To all my haters, consider this the last laugh I've been the greatest in my city, now I'm past that It's all money ascap, broke bitches bag back Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs First class seats like a pillow top mattress Uh, we can't take it to the casket so I'mma spend these rags Just to laugh at your reaction
So when you feels like it's everybody for themselves And the place where ya living is'nt far from hell And they keep tellin' you "you were born to fail" And everybody say they real but it's too hard to tell