| Real nigga, I won’t change
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| I’m straight you keep that change
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| My youngins keep them thangs
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| Try me you gon' get changed
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| Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get changed
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| Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain
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| Pull up wit' my shooters in the backseat
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| Black gloves, black skully and a black tee
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| All my young niggas strapped and they clap heat
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| Real talk we ain’t for none of that rap beef
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| 30 shots in my PRPs, aimin' straight at ya r-i-bs
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| Young niggas that’s all I need
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| War time lot of RIPs
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| Louie shoes, Louie shirt that stuntin'
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| Robin jeans, wheat Timbs that’s nothin'
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| Lil Bibby he the man, can’t touch him
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| Lotta guns, lotta hoes they bussin'
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| Wit' the squad over east throwin' Es up
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| Got some killas in the Wic, throwin' 3s up
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| Tried to tell 'em, but they ain’t believe us
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| Tell me slow down, but I just speed up
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| Real nigga what’chu know bout me
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| Got some young hittas they’ll blow bout me
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| Hatin' ass niggas wanna doubt me
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| Meanwhile all these record labels wanna scout me
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| Swear to God, young nigga can’t fake it
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| Real nigga gotta see one make it
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| All black everything, I’m racist
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| Gotta pocket fulla Bens, come take it
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| Walkin' round witta tec on me
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| I’ll die for my respect homie
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| Outta town that work triple
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| My mama callin' just to check on me
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| Get right or get left nigga
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| These bills ain’t gon' pay theyself nigga
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| I don’t need yo help nigga
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| Move every damn thing myself nigga
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| I be in the field all my niggas street certified
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| Young niggas load straps, then murda guys
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| And I heard niggas snitchin' on the other side
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| Free bro they tryna give my nigga 35
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| Feel like shit goin' all wrong
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| When I was fucked up, who could I call on
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| My pride never let a nigga hit y’all phone
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| Niggas choosin' sides, I’m like that’s what y’all on
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| Goddamn that’s my nigga since grade school
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| And you sneak dissin' on me, bro that ain’t cool
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| Why you actin' hard bruh, you know that ain’t you
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| I’m like fuck it man I guess that’s what the fame do
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| 2 Bs bitch I’m the same dude
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| Street code, I follow the same rules
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| I’m like Mike, my squad they can’t lose
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| You ain’t real, my squad you can’t fool |