| We never change over here
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| Street Fam', Konvict
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| If I’m your man, then you’re my man
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| And we ain’t gotta worry 'bout where we stand
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| But you crossed the man, you forced my hand
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| And changin who I am ain’t part of my plan
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| Cause I will not change up. |
| change up. |
| nooooooo
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| Said I will not change up. |
| change up. |
| nooooooo
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| Now I don’t know if I should hug him or slug him now
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| And I don’t know if I should cap him or dap him now
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| But I know that it’s feelin funny now
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| Maybe it’s cause I’m gettin this money now
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| You see things ain’t the same
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| I said things ain’t the same (nah)
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| No, things ain’t the same (nah)
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| And I know I ain’t changed
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| Yo, I make the money, but don’t let it make me
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| So even if I go broke nigga you couldn’t break me
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| Watch how long it take me to jump back on my feet
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| Peep, quick is when the barrels jump back on the heat
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| Y’all don’t wanna see me jump back in the street
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| So be happy that I rock them slumped back in the seats
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| Being broke is a joke, I never found it funny
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| That’s why I count my blessings as much as I count my money
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| Some niggas change when they get change, funny when they get money
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| Switch when they get rich, strayed when they got paid
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| Ha~! |
| But I stresses you to holla
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| Cause they never made bullet proof vest-es out of dollars
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| We never change, this is us every day
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| I call them boys up, they gon' bust every 'K
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| They ride high like them cust' Chevrolets
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| Like O-Wax for Kaine, lookin for his cousin killers
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| I got a dozen peelers for niggas who doesn’t feel us
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| I changed for a reason but homey it wasn’t scrilla
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| They can’t say that nuttin changed but my clothes
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| Oh, I’m lyin, I do change up my hoes
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| I pitch game you should see the change-up I throws
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| And gotta get 'em a ring to get 'em to swing
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| I’m a team player, if I win then we won
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| And they gon' put us all in the Hall of Fame when we done
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| Money can’t buy happiness but it’s a damn good down payment
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| I don’t talk much, feel like I’m around agents
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| … the game ain’t what it used to be
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| I’m the same but these lames ain’t used to me
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| Them other niggas, be full of theyselves
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| Get money and disappear, try to pull a Chappelle
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| Well — I ain’t hidin I’m ridin; |
| I ain’t duckin I’m buckin
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| I ain’t hangin I’m bangin; |
| I ain’t willin I’ve done it |