[Intro: Geaux Yella & TEC]
Mufasa when it growl up
Tell me why these n***as change up, on the down low

[Chorus: Jay Lewis & TEC]
Man, why these n***as change up?
Used to fuck with a n***a but now they stranger
Probably mad 'cause a n***a on his grind
I'm on a mission and you know I gotta shine
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds, uh-uh, uh-uh

[Verse 1: Jay Lewis]
Tell me why them n***as jealous and they hate like that
You n***as ain't on my level, I'm just statin' facts
Lately I been makin' moves, I gotta get it
Stickin' to that money, can't get lost up in my city
Probably mad 'cause all they bitches wanna fuck with me
Stayed away from rats, just might fuck with her if she lucky
Never change up, gotta always keep it a hundo
Youngin chasin' checks, know I want them commas like pronto
[Chorus: Jay Lewis & TEC]
Man, why these n***as change up?
Used to fuck with a n***a but now they stranger
Probably mad 'cause a n***a on his grind
I'm on a mission and you know I gotta shine
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds, uh-uh, uh-uh
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds, uh-uh, uh-uh

[Verse 2: Maine Musik]
My brother solid, ain't gon' make a sound
This for them fakes who holler fuck me when I'm not around
Go and say hi but lookin' down when we be callin' on 'em
Step say don't go sour on 'em 'fore a n***a testify
I send shots to every corner, like I'ma hold my n***as down
They know I don't give no fucks 'bout what the streets say, yeah
Like free Lil Reagan and Lil Casey
And I'ma scream it 'til they both get a release date, yeah

[Chorus: Jay Lewis & TEC]
Man, why these n***as change up?
Used to fuck with a n***a but now they stranger
Probably mad 'cause a n***a on his grind
I'm on a mission and you know I gotta shine
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh, uh-uh
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds, uh-uh, uh-uh
[Verse 3: Geaux Yella]
Too many say they fuck with me, like a balloon, it's up with me
Ain't no needin' friends, friends change, know who step with me
My main woman thinkin' Khoury why these n***as 'round
I need more dough, I ain't worried bae, I get it, fuck the ground
I want Ferrari, the motor go Mufasa when it growl up
Up the Memphis n***as, I bet you hit the ground
I'm building out, I feel like a building now
Your bitch who I'm dicking now, Khoury worth a ticket now

[Chorus: Jay Lewis & TEC]
Man, why these n***as change up?
Used to fuck with a n***a but now they stranger
Probably mad 'cause a n***a on his grind
I'm on a mission and you know I gotta shine
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh, uh-uh

[Verse 4: TEC]
How the fuck you just gon' switch on me, turn bitch on me for paper?
My committee went to jail, they said it was over for that label
No brother will turn on you, look what happened to Cain and Abel
So if you say you fuck with me, gotta bust for me just Lil Tater
And you n***as ain't my rounds no, so what the fuck you round for?
All that friendly shit gon' make me let a couple rounds go
Got that dogfood, I ain't talkin' puppy chow though
All on my dog, let me find out you on the down low
[Chorus: Jay Lewis & TEC]
Man, why these n***as change up?
Used to fuck with a n***a but now they stranger
Probably mad 'cause a n***a on his grind
I'm on a mission and you know I gotta shine
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh, uh-uh
These n***as ain't my rounds no, 'posed to hold me down, no
Say you fuck with me but hollerin' fuck me on the down low
These n***as ain't my rounds no, uh-uh
Say these n***as ain't my rounds, uh-uh, uh-uh