[Intro: 03 Greedo]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]

I remember niggas turned on me

Niggas actin' like they never really heard of me

Now I'm hoppin' out with pistols, let it burn on 'em

Watchin' how the tables turned on 'em (Beat Boy taught me)

[Verse: Maxo Kream]

Treat your niggas like your brothers, you would never turn your back

Right or wrong for your brothers, you would bust a nigga cap

Used to mob deep as hell, you had a hundred niggas strapped

Now you locked up in jail, where them hunnid niggas at?

Probably tryin' to fuck your main, they ain't worried 'bout you, nigga

But they screaming, "Free your name," on they Instagram and Twitter

Niggas cappin' for the 'Gram but they ain't give you one dollar

How that 'posed to be your mans, but he ain't checkin' on your momma?

Took away your commissary, think the boss man on some jelly shit

Had fifty bands on you, but they put it with the evidence

Your name ring bells, still eatin' in the county

Before you made it to your cell, you had soups and brownies

You gon' eat regardless, but your niggas left you starvin'

But when the drama pop off, you the first one they callin'

Remember watch ma' call it, took the box and stole the pounds

And you pulled up on his block, with the Glock and gunned him down

Caught him lackin' from behind, you cocked the nine and popped the iron

Put your life on the line, but your niggas let you down

You ain't bitchin', you ain't cryin', got a heart of a lion

No snitchin', testifyin', day for day, you do the time

Your lawyer said your homie snitchin', you thought it was a lie

Then you read that black and white, broke your heart and crushed your pride

The same blood nigga that you called your lil' bro

The same lil' nigga droppin' names like a ho

Took him to interrogation, he was posin', fake stiff

Let them crackers fast talk him, now he shakin' like a bitch

Laws threw some time at him, started singin', Taylor Swift

Told on you for a Coca-Cola and some cigarettes

Cut from a different cloth, these fuck niggas made different

Screamin', "Death before dishonor," swear to God, you really live it

Laws tried to question you, you told them crackers burn in hell

Take a .38 shell before you ever talk to 12

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]

I remember niggas turned on me

Niggas actin' like they never really heard of me

Now I'm hoppin' out with pistols, let it burn on 'em

Watchin' how the tables turned on 'em

[Outro: 03 Greedo]

I've been betrayed, I've been betrayed

Hoppin' out with 'Ks, aimin' at they face

Bitch, I've been betrayed, I've been betrayed

Hoppin' out with Ks, aimin' at they face