[J Formz:]

Where they at, when you need 'em there? J Formz



[J Formz:]

I ain't make it big yet, so I ain't rich like that

But I sold weight, so I got kind of rich like that

These bitches on some shit "If you snitch, I'll snitch right back"

It's like "Chill", I ain't know cats was bitch like that..

It's like now I got the dough, got the outfits, got the sneakers

Got the jerseys, got the fitted's, got the icey pieces with the Jesus

But it's seemin' like once I blow up

When I make it to the top everybody wanna go up

I can't bring all of you with so stop the shit

You comin' if you was down to pop off more then your lip

Other then that, you could suck my dick

And when I get rich, you still better think twice about who you're fuckin with

Cause like now, I got the strangest feelin'

Like I ain't seen half these cats since I ain't been dealin'

Now they owe me dough and they can't be found

It's like yeah, you was my boy, but don't fuck around, I'll put you down



[Chorus: x2]

It's like "Where's your boys at?" when you need 'em there

They act like they're your boys now, but they just leave you there



[J Formz:]

Now this mother fucka wanna try and beat me on some dough

Same kid I grew up with, now he act like he don't know

I'll bring it to him on his block if I have to

And punch him in his face if I don't like his fuckin' attitude

My boy said "It ain't like that, we spoke the other night"

If it is, there's a problem, so I'm hopin' that he's right

It's like money can change a man, change everything

So I'm wonderin' when I make it what kind of change will it bring

I know it won't change me, I know if anything

It'll be for the better cause I been through plenty things

Everyday I get clicked about a thousand times

"Formz you got weed?" Nah "Aight, I'll see you around some time"

Like some mother fucka's only holler when they need somethin'

Pretendin' to be down but I can see that he's frontin'

But I still got the few that stay true in the crew

So these snakes better watch who they doin' it to



[Chorus]



[J Formz:]

This last verse I'mma break it down for the fakers

You think I'm stupid? like I don't know you want all my paper..

Or all my shit, all I came here with

Why the fuck you ain't speakin' dog? I ain't hear shit..

Yeah, I'm comin', and if you think I slacked

You better watch your back dog, cause you're bound to get cracked

It's just a matter of time, I spit it out of the rhymes

Then act it and cats is like "You out of your mind!"

Yeah fuckin' right, don't forget it either again

Or believe you was a friend, but you won't be breathin' again

And I hate for this to happen to a close cat

We had it tight but you fucked around and we lost that

Cause now I see the truth I never thought was there

Roll up on kids who I never thought were scared

But now they avoidin' me when I come through

I never thought I'd have inspiration to write a song from you..



[Chorus]



[J Formz:]

Shit is fucked up. You mother fuckers need to stop with that shit

You know who I'm talkin' to son. If you ain't down, you better watch your back

dog, cause we comin'. Ghostown, everyone ridin

Fuck the snakes son, I see your ass...