(Intro – Rick Ross)
You know, going through the things you go through
Make you who you are
But when the closest ones to you turn they back on you
It’s such a painful feeling
(Chorus 1 – Rick Ross)
They turned they back, turned they back
But then em ni**as wanna front
They blowing stacks, they blowing stacks
They turn they back, turn they back
But then em ni**as wanna front
They blowing stacks, they blowing stacks
They turned they back, turned they back
Watch a ni**a fall down
They turned they back, turned they back
(Verse 1 – Rick Ross)
Turned they back, turned they back
I watch my ni**a turn his back, turned they back
I watch my bi**h turn her back, she turned her back
Watch a ni**a fall down then she turned her back
But, now I’m back, now I’m back, now I’m back, now I’m back
Now I’m back, ni**a, now I’m back
All my ni**as turned they back, they turned they back
Even my people turned they back, they turned they back
Even my cousin turned they back, he turned his back
But now I’m back, now I’m back
Even my bi**h, she turned her back, she turned her back
But now I’m back bi**h, where you at? Now where you at?
(Chorus 2 – Rick Ross)
They turned they back, turned they back
Watch a ni**a fall down, they turned they back
They turned they back, turned they back
But then em ni**as wanna front
They blowing stacks, they blowing stacks
They turned they back, I asked em why
When they turned back, they couldn’t see me cry
They turned they back, I asked em why
When they turned back, they couldn’t see me cry
A Mastermind
(Verse 2 – Gucci Mane)
Man, it’s funny how a ni**a act
Like he got s**t bad, but really that is just a knack
You know a b**ch that called police on you and took her back?
You stole a stack but bi**h man, I would take the whole sack
Say Gucci Mane, you the man, why you doing that?
He said been working locking up that s**t, it won’t come back
I told that ni**a man, there ain’t no need to call me that
When I was broke man these bi**hes wouldn’t call me back
You could pay a ni**a’s rent, have a ni**a back
Even pay a ni**a bond what kind of sh*t is that?
I took the shirt off my back and put it on your back
Then you turned your back, oh what kind of s**t is that?
Burr
(Repeat 2nd Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Whole Slab)
They triple crossed me, left me for dead
They blowing racks, I’m f**ked up, I owe these chicos bread
I’m in the red, I took a loss, had to crawl back
My own ni**as crossed me out, now what you call that?
F**ked up my set, my bottom bi**h, she turned her back
She want rum and rocky with me, she was chasing sack
Pu**y hoe, she turned her back, that’s how she felt
Collect call from Rice Street, that bi**h, she run herself
I knew a ni**a 10 years, it’s a deadly game
Man can win those cracker canes, shawty said my name
S**t ain’t the same, there’s something missing
There’s something different
Either ya ass get pimped or you’re doing the pimping
Slab
(Repeat 2nd Chorus)
(Verse 4 – Meek Mill)
Okay, hoes turning back, ni**as did too
I was selling crack, my ni**as did too
Man I ain’t see it coming, all the s**t we been through
And they ain’t see it coming neither, last time I spinned through
Hard top bent blue, every time I dipped through
Ni**as turned they back on me, tried to f**k my bi**h too
And I put em on paper, oh that’s what this s**t do?
Oh, that’s how you ni**a rock? I be wrong, I get you dropped
I get you wet, ni**a turn ya back
Know where I live, I lay you flat, ni**a, that’s a fact
Put it on my kids, you ni**as rats, and I’m coming back
Look what you did, made me do that, got you ni**as clapped
These pu**y ni**as
(Repeat 2nd Chorus)
