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Aye uh
They just came to go ain't gone play no more ain't the same no more
Change some more that's what n***as do so I can't hang no more
Always had a vision on my dream gon' be a reality
Oh f**k 'em I'm gon' blow-woah-woah
3-2-1 I'm finna blast I'm takin off
Know these n***as tryna jack my swag I made the sauce
They switch up I stay up in my bag I hate 'em all
I got cash and they tryna come back can't save 'em all hell no I can't save 'em all
They talk about your loses but won't talk about your gains no
Money changed my life but my lifestyle won't ever change no
When I'm by myself I reminisce that's when my pain go
I remember I was happy now I just think ''where them days go''
I can stress about no b***h they bring me drama not no commas
Think I'm stressin' 'cause I'm rich got too much money that's my problem
Me and fake n***as just don't click and if I see 'em I'mma rob 'em
And b***h I'm fresh up on from the bricks so I got sticks up in my condo yeah yeah
He got a problem we got choppas 762s
I got money now they tryna find out what I'm into
That fame will make some n***as change I told them move
Had to try to do me for some clout that's why I step out with them woo's now
They just came to go ain't gone play no more ain't the same no more
Change some more that's what n***as do so I can't hang no more
Always had a vision on my dream gon' be a reality
Oh f**k 'em I'm gon' blow-woah-woah
3-2-1 I'm finna blast I'm takin off
Know these n***as tryna jack my swag I made the sauce
They switch up I stay up in my bag I hate 'em all
I got cash and they tryna come back can't save 'em all hell no I can't save 'em all
Tell that b***h turn the city up countin' all these money problems
But in LA she ain't eatin though why you think she stuck in my condo
Says she actin' like a fiend finna blow my little bomber
I'mma just let out all this cream in her throat I got a hitter Mercedes
She tryna go out for a date yeah I got a whole lotta demons
Stackin these hunnids' they look like the sea
Told a b***h that I love her but no I don't mean it
Sorry but b***h I didn't mean it talkin' money finna set up a meter
Bodies droppin' and my little n***a did it two shots and these n***as are sleepin'
Holdin' her but didn't hit her though
B***h be for the bag I up my swag so no one takin' her
And she suckin' d**k and know she bad she takin' off
B***h I swipe my card don't share no tag I'm scammin' though
Cut off that lil b***h and embarrass her
They just came to go ain't gone play no more ain't the same no more
Change some more that's what n***as do so I can't hang no more
Always had a vision on my dream gon' be a reality
Oh f**k 'em I'm gon' blow-woah-woah
3-2-1 I'm finna blast I'm takin off
Know these n***as tryna jack my swag I made the sauce
They switch up I stay up in my bag I hate 'em all
I got cash and they tryna come back can't save 'em all hell no I can't save 'em all
