Change On Me

(Take Down Gang)
(Wait, don't tell me)
(Lil Sudo made it slap again)
(Yo, Book, how you do that?)
(Zay, you're going up)
Ayy

Ayy, don't forget, I'm only goin' on two years with this shit
Niggas change on me more than I change my fit
This gettin' real as it get
You better watch the way you move them lips

Niggas dyin' out here just for tellin' myths
Tell me why you playin'
I ain't interested in none the shit you sayin'
Over a dollar have you fryin' in a pan
Never forget about the plan
It make a grown nigga sick he losin' bands
I lost plenty, had to get that shit again
Just the type nigga I am

Sorry, I can't wait for you
My other bitch do scam, she gon' even bust a date or two

I just got a call sayin' an opp nigga might make it through
I fuckin' feed you lies, you gon' hate me if I tell the truth

You gon' hate me if I keep it real
I can't do no hickeys, I like quickies, I can't stop and kill
Fuck my bitch for hours off a Nao and a half a pill
I looked in they faces, they looked angry when I got my deal
Wish that I could talk to Mane in Heaven, tell him how I feel
Wish that I could call my lil' brother, tell him how I feel
Killed my pops around the age of three, these scars'll never heal
I been chasin' Paris, he can't stop until I see a mil'

These niggas be bitches, only killers when they pop a pill
Wish that I could tell Lil Norio, "Slow down, you gotta chill"
These niggas be hatin', one false move and it might get you killed
These niggas be hatin', one false move and it might get you killed

Ayy, don't forget, I'm only goin' on two years with this shit
Niggas change on me more than I change my fit
This gettin' real as it get
You better watch the way you move them lips
Niggas dyin' out here just for tellin' myths
Tell me why you playin'
I ain't interested in none the shit you sayin'
Over a dollar have you fryin' in a pan
Never forget about the plan

It make a grown nigga sick he losin' bands (What up?)
I lost plenty, had to get that shit again
Just the type nigga I am

Opp niggas watchin' all my moves, know they see me shine
God bless the child that hold his own, shout-out to my grind

Shout-out to my mama for how she raised me
Nigga, better get up off your ass, can't be lazy
Nigga, better get up off your ass and get to it

Dollar chase a bag like he Jewish
Run up on me reachin', niggas die for playin' stupid

Better pick a side, niggas die for playin' clueless
Hope you don't confuse it

I just put my life inside the music
I won't stop until they label me the truest
I want every dollar bluish
House to sit on, acres, shit's secluded
Get it back twice every time I lose it
I could show you how to do it
I done took some losses bein' foolish
Now the money stacked tall, I run through it
I done heard you niggas blew it

Got your hand out goin' through it
I done seen the fake hustle, niggas ruined
Yeah

Ayy, don't forget, I'm only goin' on two years with this shit
Niggas change on me more than I change my fit
This gettin' real as it get
You better watch the way you move them lips

Niggas dyin' out here just for tellin' myths
Tell me why you playin'
I ain't interested in none the shit you sayin'
Over a dollar have you fryin' in a pan
Never forget about the plan
It make a grown nigga sick he losin' bands
I lost plenty, had to get that shit again
Just the type nigga I am