| I don’t even rock the same chains
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| Me and them not in the same lane, nope
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| Swear that I’ve changed (yeah)
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| I even ran into my old hoe
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| And I told her I changed, yeah
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| And the number just changed
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| Man, I swear that I changed
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same (I know, I know)
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same
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| As the winter turn to spring and the leaves start changing
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| Her dress get shorter and her weave start changing
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| Rocking short sleeves, my timepiece keep dangling and blinking
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| Ten diamond chains and they turnin' and tanglin'
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| Old Gucci Mane was addicted to dranking
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| New Gucci Mane, I’m addicted to Franklins
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| No, we not the same, I’m evolving
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| I’ma elevate long as the world keeps revolving
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| And I got problems, but they rich nigga problems
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| Used to see niggas like me and want to rob them
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| I know my granny prolly looking down at me now
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| They used to look down at me, but now look around
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| My house so big, my pool so muthafuckin deep
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| So plushed out, I don’t really like to leave
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| My bitch so bad that I don’t even go to sleep
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| Pussy so good, it make you wanna buy a ring
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| I swear that I changed
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| I don’t even rock the same chains
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| Me and them not in the same lanes, nope
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| Swear that I’ve changed (yeah)
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| I even ran into my old hoe
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| And I told her I changed, yeah
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| And the number just changed
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| Man, I swear that I changed
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same (I know, I know)
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same
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| Only thing that ever stayed the same was the name
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| You prolly wish I go back through the pain
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| Back when I was in school, contemplating if I ever even
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| Do music again, bitch, I’ll do that shit again
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| Cause I never got lost when I follow my heart
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| I know I’m a walking target just dodging the darts
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| Used to focus on getting rich now I’m focused on getting smart (smart)
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| Cause that’s the only thing that they can’t take or tear apart (straight up)
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| Beast beast beast, bitch, watch out for my teeth (beast)
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| And I never miss a mil', both cash and feast (feast)
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| And my future set in stone like Medusa was me (whoah)
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| More focused in on this shit and tryna' get off that lease (don)
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| Cause if you wanna lease, they got yo' ass on a leash (damn)
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| And now I’m not a pet, I’m a vet, bitch please (bitch please)
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| The old me used to be a pushover, shit (yeah)
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| Then I pushed myself and a nigga took over (I took over)
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| One of the greats you bitches tend to look over (I am)
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| But bet I kill this shit every time that the hook over
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| It’s over, yeah
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| Yeah bitch, it’s over
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| I swear that I changed
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| I don’t even rock the same chains
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| Me and them not in the same lane, nope
|
| Swear that I’ve changed (yeah)
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| I even ran into my old hoe
|
| And I told her I changed, yeah
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| And the number just changed
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| Man, I swear that I changed
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same (I know, I know)
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| I know you prolly wish that I had stayed the same |