| I think the money changed me
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| As for me and you, I’m not the same, baby
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| If you think you’re crazy I’m the same, baby
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| Ok bet, ok, let’s go
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| But you don’t love me no more, yeah
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| I am not a fucking ghost, yeah
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| But I pull up in a ghost, yeah
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| But you don’t fuck with me no more, baby
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| You don’t even show me love anymore, yeah
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| Niggas out here picking up the full clip
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| Me and all my niggas on some bullshit
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| Corporate playing with my daughter
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| Little man just playing in the ball pit
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| Talking about your 'bout it, 'bout it everyday
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| All my niggas ran up on him anyway
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| Got some Hennessy I wanna mix with coke
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| But all I got that’s sat here is that lemonade
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| Sticky ounce sitting in that sticky house
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| Micky Mouse nigga looking Mickey Mouse
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| Kick out that nigga, nigga kick him out
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| Live that street life, you better stick it out
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| One o’clock nigga sent the dumbest shot
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| Niggas had it out thinking should he run or not
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| Run your block nigga, better run the Glock
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| Skip and jump niggas, gonna run and hop
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| Yeah, where my angel? |
| Bring that pain shit 'cause it’s painful
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| Real niggas sitting at that table
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| Trill niggas, niggas should be grateful
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| I think the money changed me
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| As for me and you, I’m not the same, baby
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| If you think you’re crazy, I’m the same, baby
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| Okay bet, okay let’s go
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| But you don’t love me no more, yeah
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| I am not a fucking ghost, yeah
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| But I pull up in a ghost, yeah
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| But you don’t fuck with me no more, baby
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| You don’t even show me love anymore, yeah
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| 22 threes, blue tints, send them niggas through things
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| Wake up in the morning having mood swings
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| Effing with the scope nigga, uh, yeah
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| Look DTB forever nigga, uh, yeah
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| Whoa, Murder was she wrote nigga, uh, yeah
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| Look, they don’t want no smoke nigga, uh, yeah
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| Aight bet my nigga, let’s go, nigga yeah, yeah
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| I think the money changed me
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| As for me and you, I’m not the same, baby
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| If you think you’re crazy I’m the same, baby
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| Ok bet, ok, let’s go
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| But you don’t love me no more, yeah
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| I am not a fucking ghost, yeah
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| But I pull up in a ghost, yeah
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| But you don’t fuck with me no more, baby
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| You don’t even show me love anymore, yeah
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| 'Cause I take all the heart break
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| Dark ages, this the dark age
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| Bloods splatter, that’s that dark pain
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| Lost life, it’s an arcade
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| Win or lose, niggas gonna bring abuse
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| Cognac, listening to Gin and Juice
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| Disrespect, then they wanna bring a truce
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| Greenlight Hollow said it’s been approved
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| Bring the booze, think you’re living in my shoes
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| Light it up, told the nigga bring the twos
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| Pech-Nam rolling with them killing crews
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| Never starving, told them nigga bring me food
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| Yeah, venomous, please don’t burn me no more, I’ve been generous
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| Generous heart and it’s delicate
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| Can’t forget that I’m an elephant
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| Elephant mind looking elegant
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| Niggas ain’t shit and it’s evident
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| Yeah, if it’s cock back, never hesitant
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| Rolling presidential like the president
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| I think the money changed me
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| As for me and you, I’m not the same, baby
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| If you think you’re crazy I’m the same, baby
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| Ok bet, ok, let’s go
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| But you don’t love me no more, yeah
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| I am not a fucking ghost, yeah
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| But I pulled up in a ghost, yeah
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| But you don’t fuck with me no more, baby
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| You don’t even show me love anymore, yeah |