Ransom - Envy lyrics

Always wondered why niggas envied me
Your bitchy attitudes and remarks
Just never offended me
Know your identity before you try
To pretend to me in tune with the enemy
So my enemy won't be the end of me
Hands on the wheel, I hold them 10 to 3
I’m ridin' filthy
In a sense that's why they’ll find me guilty
Ridin' shotty is my homie
In the future he'll probably try to kill me
But presently that thought I find is silly
To my surprise
The thought of my demise is fantasised
Amongst niggas who plan to rise
You can't trust a friend's a
Feelin' you can't describe, shit
Now I meditate with my heat tucked
In a McLaren tryna self medicate
With my seats up
Demonstrate how these streets tough
Just keep up
I'm in a space, let me reiterate
Never celebrate with ya re-up, dummy
You half steppin’, pick yo’ feet up sonny
The last second to the speak up for me
Just do the math
See who'll laugh when you on top
And you finally slip up
Why should you keep a nigga down
That you finally could lift up? (Why?)
Your brother came to you and said
He gon’ need him a quick plug
You denied him, and then he watched you
Throw ones in a strip club, damn
Hate in his eyes
While you showin' this bitch love
'Cause the money wasted on shorty
He uses to flip drugs i give up
Where's all this loyalty? Let switch it
You give him the money, he buys the drugs
Gets locked and now he needs lawyer fees
Damn
So before you say all them niggas hatin’
(Uh, huh)
Don't place yourself inside the situation
(Smart) yeah, try to avoid it when
The shit is waitin' (Why?)
You gave him hell
Now come and sit with Satan