Money Make You Change

Quincy Tellem

They say that money make you change (mm)
Money make you change (yeah)
It's like, how could I be the same? (Mm)
Could I be the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and the pain
War and the pain-ain-ain
In my hood, you know it's pouring with rain (yeah)
It's pouring with rain (yeah, yeah)

I grew up on some niggas
Blew up the figures
Had to leave couple bitches
I was bumpin' taxis with my brothers
Sleepin' with the fiends in the bandos, had no covers
I was ridin' shotty with my bro
No destination, we had nowhere left to go, mm
You know the devil's tryna bargain for my soul, ooh
Miss all my niggas doing time, I handle woes

All these psychedelics help me concentrate
My niggas, we dominate
Powers when we congregate
Haters, they be contemplate
Bitch, go take a coffee break
Freedom getting confiscated
Destined for this shit, you know how long I waited?
Starting from the bottom, shit gets so frustrating (yeah, yeah)
You know I was patient for my time (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Had to leave the struggles behind

They say that money make you change (mm)
Money make you change (yeah)
It's like, how could I be the same? (Mm)
Could I be the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and the pain
War and the pain-ain-ain
In my hood, you know it's pouring with rain (yeah)
It's pouring with rain (yeah, yeah)

In the Wraith, cuttin' through my hood, I'm eatin' Maccy D's
My friend died, I bought some R's, my heart was on my sleeve
Gotta leave the hood even though it's never leavin' me
And I hope Stephen Lawrence's killers get killed or die in their sleep
Frostbite, I remember corners, I didn't have no ice
Come tonight and please me, baby, man, it's polite
One bag, get the kitty's friend through a new bag
I was young and now I buy whips I do not drive

Did a mazza once in Luton, call Nafe after the show
If you feel a way, tell bro, do not let that feeling grow
Bet you didn't know there was a booting at "Fine Wine" video
Bet you didn't know 'cause it's plain that it's a Burberry coat

Love me for me so I can give you what you need
When the smoke clears, come and tell me what you see
Mm-mm, I'm the same old me
Got me 'cause you ain't a stranger, you ain't strange to me

They say that money make you change (mm)
Money make you change (yeah)
It's like, how could I be the same? (Mm)
Could I be the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and the pain
War and the pain-ain-ain
In my hood, you know it's pouring with rain (yeah)
It's pouring with rain (yeah, yeah)

Sittin' here, I contemplate
Baby, have a little faith
Times are really gettin' hard
Time to grab another plate then (plate then)
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Smoke my sorrows, everything's in slow-mo

For success, I had to sacrifice a lot of time
Five up in the boot
I'm dunkin' with these Jordan 5's on my feet (on my feet)
Tired of duckin' from police, shit
Waiting for the day I go legit, woah

Had to let that bitch go 'cause she lied to me
Heart's ice cold so I froze up my sleeves
They say that money makes a change
And it should never make you change
But that can never be the case
Yeah, Cali got me fucked off my face
If you got me, then I got you, touché, uh
Hittin' hard like I'm Bobby Boucher
Water on me like it poured rain
All it did was make a change

They say that money make you change (ayy, ayy)
Money make you change (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like, how could I be the same? (Quincy Tellem) (How could I?)
Could I be the same? (How could I be the same?)
I done went through war and the pain (I went through war and the motherfuckin' pain)
War and the pain-ain-ain
In my hood, you know it's pouring with rain (Quincy Tellem)
It's pouring with rain (woah, woah)

They say that money make you change

Mm, they say that money make you change



Credits
Writer(s): Guystone Mbozo Menga, Quincy Ferreira, Mohammed Hassan, Nathan Isaac Adams
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