[Verse 1: Cortez] All these people out here, who can you trust? Keep a pistol on your side who will you bust and ain't a n***a on earth i can say i trust so Ain't a n***a on earth i won't bust If you go shoot me, shoot me and don't clutch cause if you do that Than truthfully you done f**ed up I know some young migo's that will get you f**ed up Talking to me crazy you got me f**ed up b**h im alive again i feel the strive begin, no time for trafficking for Mexicans All i ever wanted was a Mercedes Benz I hate trouble so lord knows i dont need friends got a few cousins in the state pin See when you in the streets you dont need friends Put a b**h on she'll go 0-10 real quick just off the strength of some real sh** [Hook:Cortez] All these people ouuut here so many diskies All these characters out here so many damn lies [Verse 2: Cortez] You just been compromised i see right through your lies f** your cries I notice fake tears on a wet sky You chose the perfect guy To try now watch how i imper-vise i know All your unspoken lies f** tears that's gasoline when you cry You should be ashamed the way you lie But its cool because i fount your diskies under the sky