MAKE CHANGE
They said it was either sports
Entertainment or the block
Niggaz had decisions to make
You feel me
Had to figure out life
We don't look up to nobody
Except for Big Meech
All my niggaz in the trap
Or gotta hoop dream
I ain't wanna go to college
That was more debt
Know some niggaz graduated
I make more than
I walk 5 miles a day to keep my core fit
If health is wealth
You would never make the Forbes list
The Flyest nigga off the runway
Get a portrait
I think I'm handsome
But my bitch think I'm gorgeous
You ain't been XXL or the source yet
Put some respect up on my name When you talk back
Them niggaz questioning my reign Where was y'all at
I was the bully niggaz
Begged to give they ball back
Catch up with me in Tulum
I'm in the straw hat
Sitting in the swimming pool
Where all the broads at
Smoking blunts till I get sleepy
It was all gas
Before I gotta debit card it was all cash
Used to drive a dodge intrepid
It was all black
Had the gold Geneva watch
Wit the dog tags
Spanking niggaz in 2k
Played on broadcast
Had the thotties bringing bottles Through and all that
Niggaz still holla gang gang
In the belly of the beast tryna maintain
They ain't switching
They just wanna do the same thang
And I'm just tryna make a dollar
Just to make change
I hear wealth around the corner
Call my name
Get an umbrella baby
You can't stop the rain
I mixed the white and yellow gold
Just to switch it up
Not from Milwaukee to be Giannis
But I'm getting bucks
They just wanna see me fail
That's why it's more views than likes
You sat at home for the summer
I was at LAX on a flight
Portfolio like the yellow page
That shit is thick as my wife
At a private party air bnb
Las Vegas Living my life
I done paid dues like dollar tree
Now it's time to up my price
I was really one of them ones
Before you dudes was even outside
Me and Big Floss doing big shit
Niggaz thought we wasn't gone do
Ain't gotta say not one word
Cause bank account is my proof
Niggaz really had me fucked
Two 18 wheelers on the road
The white and red truck
Sippin on some red wine out a red cup
Jesus pieces on my rings nigga bless up
I ain't ballin like I want
I'm playing catch up
The Jeff Bezoz of the world
Running checks up
It's different perks when you on top The women treat you better
The doors open suicide
And it come with umbrellas
And they still holla gang gang
In the belly of the beast tryna maintain
They ain't switching
They just wanna do the same thang
And I'm just tryna make a dollar
Just to make change
Entertainment or the block
Niggaz had decisions to make
You feel me
Had to figure out life
We don't look up to nobody
Except for Big Meech
All my niggaz in the trap
Or gotta hoop dream
I ain't wanna go to college
That was more debt
Know some niggaz graduated
I make more than
I walk 5 miles a day to keep my core fit
If health is wealth
You would never make the Forbes list
The Flyest nigga off the runway
Get a portrait
I think I'm handsome
But my bitch think I'm gorgeous
You ain't been XXL or the source yet
Put some respect up on my name When you talk back
Them niggaz questioning my reign Where was y'all at
I was the bully niggaz
Begged to give they ball back
Catch up with me in Tulum
I'm in the straw hat
Sitting in the swimming pool
Where all the broads at
Smoking blunts till I get sleepy
It was all gas
Before I gotta debit card it was all cash
Used to drive a dodge intrepid
It was all black
Had the gold Geneva watch
Wit the dog tags
Spanking niggaz in 2k
Played on broadcast
Had the thotties bringing bottles Through and all that
Niggaz still holla gang gang
In the belly of the beast tryna maintain
They ain't switching
They just wanna do the same thang
And I'm just tryna make a dollar
Just to make change
I hear wealth around the corner
Call my name
Get an umbrella baby
You can't stop the rain
I mixed the white and yellow gold
Just to switch it up
Not from Milwaukee to be Giannis
But I'm getting bucks
They just wanna see me fail
That's why it's more views than likes
You sat at home for the summer
I was at LAX on a flight
Portfolio like the yellow page
That shit is thick as my wife
At a private party air bnb
Las Vegas Living my life
I done paid dues like dollar tree
Now it's time to up my price
I was really one of them ones
Before you dudes was even outside
Me and Big Floss doing big shit
Niggaz thought we wasn't gone do
Ain't gotta say not one word
Cause bank account is my proof
Niggaz really had me fucked
Two 18 wheelers on the road
The white and red truck
Sippin on some red wine out a red cup
Jesus pieces on my rings nigga bless up
I ain't ballin like I want
I'm playing catch up
The Jeff Bezoz of the world
Running checks up
It's different perks when you on top The women treat you better
The doors open suicide
And it come with umbrellas
And they still holla gang gang
In the belly of the beast tryna maintain
They ain't switching
They just wanna do the same thang
And I'm just tryna make a dollar
Just to make change
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Writer(s): Christopher Harris
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