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I was six years old

Riding shotgun in a old school with my dad

Memories that I hold on to

'Cause really those the only ones that I had

They used to call me Lil' Rock

Skinny big head nigga with a rock

And I ain't talkin' 'bout the hard

Even though my fam used to keep the grams in the socks, damn

It was me, lil Brandon and Nene

Outside running wild, fuck TV

On 13th all the way the 49th and Chambers

Shout out to my lil cuz Veve

And my uncle Jerome

One time for my uncle Jerome

In the basement smoking cigarettes with Tyrique

I think we did that when unc wasn't home

47th and Lloyd, first time I got jumped on the porch

Hit the oldest one with the one two, bink bink

Other one ran up, left his ass right there on the porch

Hell is you saying? Lil Jeff turned me into a man

That was big bro, that was big cuz

Everything to a nigga now he gone

Guess God had a plan, I don't understand

Lord why you do me this way? You live and you learn

Them tables will turn, them bridges will burn

But through it all, just make a way

I'm here to stay and I'ma do it for my city like the mayor

Real north-side nigga living life like my grandaddy Charles

He the reason why a nigga a playerLet me talk to 'em

Plenty nights when I felt all alone, nobody to lean on

Listen up, let me tell you how it feel

Look, I just tell it how it is, everybody claim they real

On the real these niggas ain't ever been real

I'm just living my life, I'm just doing my thang

Same nigga from the jump

Baby I ain't gon' change

Baby I ain't gon' change

Baby I ain't gon' changeMan fuck everybody do you

Same lil nigga that they said wasn't gon' be shit, is the shit,

Who knew?

Still ridin' 'round with my day one niggas

We don't need new niggas in the crew

One time for my nigga Dan

That was my first friend second grade, Mrs. Blue

I don't do too much, nigga just say what's up, man salute when you see me

These niggas upset 'cause they heard I got next

I keep cheese like Fellini's

Back in the day I used to be a hot head

Like I'm walkin' 'round with a beanie

In the middle of the summer

I'm just tryna score, nigga, no time to fumble

It's game time, everybody on ten

We just tryna get this money at the same time

I ain't claimin' what ain't mine

Got your girl on the edge like the state line

Ain't no mo play time

We just tryna get it off the muscle

Fighting for the money, how much hustle

I'ma get my bitch to respect my hustle forreal

Man fuck everybody do you

Same lil nigga that they said wasn't gon' be the shit

Is the shit, who knew

Look, I'm just livin' my life, I'm just doin' my thang

Same nigga from the jumpWhat's the point of getting that money?

Money ain't money, if your life don't change

What's the point of pushing that whip

If you ain't changing lanes?

What's the point of having any girl

If your bitch don't change?

What's the point of staying the same

If everything around you change?

I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed

I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed

I've changed, I've changed, I've changed, I've changed

I've changed, I've changed

If everything around you changed

All I need is change

Songwriters

KRISTOPHER CAMPBELL, KELVIN BROWN, JEREMIAH RENALDO BETHEAPublished by

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