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

[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'fuckers 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 shit
They plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quick
Invested in my n***as, took the realtor route
Gambled on the wrong n***as, 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 fucks wit' 'em even though I ain't wit' it
That's why the gats be in the house whenever n***as 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***as steal this funny style when I was strugglin', broke
Even though it don't surprise me, shit is still kinda funny
When I ain't have, a n***a still'd come and try to take from me
Instead of cuttin' my losses, bein' smart and just end shit
N***as 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'fuckers, 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 fuckers betray me
But now I'm winnin' with the strength of a nation
I promise they're not even foreseein' the size of the shit they'll be facing
I'm Aftermath now, shit's gettin' worse
Now when them same "friends" see me glowin' hard that shit 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***as busy tryna fuck with my bitch
Same n***as spend they money 'til the shit'll diminish
I hit 'em off, then turn around and come right back when it finish
I said I'm tired of these n***as, that'll owe me so much shit
That they can't pay me back for, fuck all the dumb shit
Sometimes we can't forgive when every balance is off
'Specially when n***as cross the line that n***as never should cross
Realized and thus I state the same shit, get the Range
The more money n***as get, shit around you will change
Even though n***as'll flip and sayin', "You the one changed"
Fuck you, they do that just to justify takin' your shit 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***as up under the rug with a broom
If I never see these "friends" again, that shit'll be too soon
Shit 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