Chamillionaire - When Ya On Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

Chamillionaire - When Ya On Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

They only love ya when ya on

They only love ya when ya on

The only other time is when you’re gone

They only love ya when ya on

What goes up come do-ow-own

Welcome to 2011 where everybody’s the realest

Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest

Every part of ya business is everybody business

Got my name all in your mouth

I should have been a dentist

Yeah, everybody done did it

Everybody’s a critic

I’m like “Whatchu talkin’ bout” like everybody’s a Willis

Man, they say they love you when the block on smash

Since they so in love, tell ‘em they can kiss my cash

Wait a minute you don’t like me, Well I don’t like you

These fakers sayin’ that they real but I see right through

The old me, that was the realest person I knew

The new me probably the realest person times two

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

Hold up,

You got to be out ya conscience

They aint got no sense, that’s why they call it nonesense

How they gon talk about what you never accomplish?

Like they dun done something thats worthy of my responses

Look at the tags, I’m showing ‘em how to stunt G

Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies

It’s so ironic they couch got money in ‘em

But y’all always on the couch and never get any money

Where’s Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook

but I don’t check the gossip blogs

I check check books

Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look

Every move I make is right like I aint got a left foot

To keep it real a record deal couldn’t stop me

I’m bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy

Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby

I don’t dance with the devil call it trilluminati

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

Northside where ya at

Northside let me know you got my back

They only love ya when ya on

Southside where ya at

Southside, let me know you got my back

Yeah

Eastside where ya at

Eastside my n-gga you got my back

They only love ya when ya on

Westside where ya at

Westside let me know you got my back

Look, I’m a get money n-gga, on a daily basis

Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements

Thats why I follow every rule and regulation

Making rap money off this game I’ve been laced with

Uh, and you can blame it on black sam

Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave

Fly wit’ bad bitch with a fat ass

Bail money, big pistol and black mag

That’s how we play it, we living with the fast cash

To all my haters, consider this the last laugh

I’ve been the greatest in my city, now I’m past that

It’s all money ascap, broke bitches bag back

Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs

First class seats like a pillow top mattress

Uh, we can’t take it to the casket so I’mma spend these rags

Just to laugh at your reaction

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves

And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell

And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”

And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell

So until I die, I’mma always grind

I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright

If they say I fail, that would be a lie

But there aint no such thing as a tie

They only love ya when ya on

I know, I know-ow-ow-ow

They only love ya when ya one

I know, I know-ow-ow-ow

They only love ya when ya one

What goes up, must come down

What goes up, comes down.

What goes up, must come down

What goes up, comes do-ow-oown!