Lyrics Different - Slim

I can tell you 'bout changes
Cos my life's real different now
I can't tell 'bout a payslip
I came up at a kitty's house
I can tell you 'bout the phone
Ringing, non-stop nigga, and my heads hurtin'
And I can tell you 'bout my line ringin',
Got the feds on me but I'm still workin'

And look it's all mad to say
Mum said she can see the change
I said 'Well it's obvious, cos I'm qwopped up
And I'm cuttin through, in a dutty 8'
I don't show love to just any bitch
In the hardest times they ain't there
But I'm still doing up a Novikov, and a cheeky night out in Mayfair

Cos its different now
I put thirty bags on my left wrist, and I swear that drippin' now
I lost half a brick, and in the same month, I just put down 50 thou
Me and you, we got different plans
Them three months up in cunch nigga,
Them hand-to-hands turnt me to a different man
I got nuttin' to prove
Half a brick up off from a 28, man there ain't nuttin' to lose
I used to endless miles on my peddle bike, just scuffing my shoes
Now look how I fuck up the put
Now look how them old niggas wanna hate on me cos I fuck up the block

I can tell you 'bout changes
Cos my life's real different now
I can't tell 'bout a payslip
I came up at a kitty's house
I can tell you 'bout the phone
Ringing, non-stop nigga, and my heads hurtin'
And I can tell you 'bout my line ringin',
Got the feds on me but I'm still workin'

But it's nothing, I took those risks
I didn't question nothing, I seen the blueprint and took those trips
Now I can't help but smile nigga, when I look at my wrist
I brought bro through to the kitchen, told him look at the whip
And thats 60 seconds in the microwave
Now look at the brick, and look how my life changed (It's nuts)
I payed straight cash for a white
Brick, thats paid cash, for a white range
Me and Des talkin' half an M, cos 50 bags thats light change
I can't stop and I won't stop, if my phone dies, that's heart-ache
I got no love, I used to have no funds
I dun stiff bang up in the summer time,
Now it's a Louie scarf cos it's colder
I used to burn my clutch on a hill start
Now its AMG when I park up
I got better grub, and a better price if I need the line to go faster
Cos it's different now (It's just different)
I used to love the ends,
Now I'm gettin rich in a different town (Where's the cats?!)
And that's rubber bands and paper cuts
I get a lotta love, now my paper's up
I done it all from a 8 for dubs
Had to drop the work, and scrape the pot
Now it's Cali bud when I'm baking off

I can tell you 'bout changes
Cos my life's real different now
I can't tell 'bout a payslip
I came up at a kitty's house
I can tell you 'bout the phone
Ringing, non-stop nigga, and my heads hurtin'
And I can tell you 'bout my line ringin',
Got the feds on me but I'm still workin'

And look it's all mad to say
Mum said she can see the change
I said 'Well it's obvious, cos I'm qwopped up
And I'm cuttin through, in a dutty 8'
I don't show love to just any bitch
In the hardest times they ain't there
But I'm still doing up a Novikov, and a cheeky night out in Mayfair

I can tell you 'bout changes
Cos my life's real different now
I can't tell 'bout a payslip
I came up at a kitty's house
I can tell you 'bout the phone
Ringing, non-stop nigga, and my heads hurtin'
And I can tell you 'bout my line ringin',
Got the feds on me but I'm still workin'