Changes

Ice on my wrist on my neck
Time to collect me a check
Made it right outta the mud
Gonna have my family set
I been going through some different changes exchanges
Now my pockets on some different wages
But money brings a lot of different dangers
Fame brings a lot of different strangers
Its crazy what all this different change does
In life all you can do is turn the pages
And pray that you get to see all of life's best stages

I done came a long way since a jit
I was down bad now im balling like a knick
Feeling like is Christmas how im giving like st nick
Feeling cold like its winter from this ice thats on my wrist
I know my doubters mad they probably somewhere talking shit
But ima get the bag from making beats and making hits
When you hear my beat tag niggas know they gotta spit
On to riches from the rags that I had to grow up with
Made it to the met learned a lot from USC
Now im tryna get my bag tryna be my best me
I know my people worried but I got it you'll see
Cause ima count up all this money ima count it 123
And I never been afraid to work with niggas from the street
Im not a street nigga but the streets had still raised me
Im gentle but ill tote a pole cause I ain gonna flee
I pray the lord keep me too many dying next to me
And I pray the lord keep my momma safe thats my queen
She gotta see me make it and see the world see the sea
Im cookin in the studio im busy as a bee
No time for a lazy hoe I gotta chase the dream

Ice on my wrist on my neck
Time to collect me a check
Made it right outta the mud
Gonna have my family set
I been going through some different changes exchanges
Now my pockets on some different wages
But money brings a lot of different dangers
Fame brings a lot of different strangers
Its crazy what all this different change does
In life all you can do is turn the pages
And pray that you get to see all of life's best stages



Credits
Writer(s): Corey Bowman
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