Pocket Change

Growing up all i wanted was some pocket change
Now i got that shit
Lil nigga all he wanted was a diamond chain
Now i got that shit
What the fuck is it really out here
That a yung nigga really aint got i cant get
You can put the baddest bitch up in the room
With the kid and i bet she get hit

She get knocked down like diaminos
Better Play yo role we got gas like conoco
Come get you a bow for low
Im trailing while she drive my load
In the telly she gon drop her cloths
I know that im living fast
But this drank it got me moving slow
My granny taught me right from wrong
I put my pain in all my songs
Some niggas say they want me dead
But they aint on the times im on
People play with my head
Come cross they head with this fucking chrome
I be fulla meds im smoking za it put me in my zone
Dont need no pen and pad when im in my booth
Ion even need no phone
On dnd leave me alone
I just wanna be alone
We all gotta die one day
I wonder how im going home
I fucked up so many times
Im trying to see the day im going stong
I can put you a box in the air lil nigga
Just tell me if you going long
Palm angles and vlone
She wanna give me dome
Now she cant even leave me lone
She say that my meat long
Vvs my clarity and no these aint no cheap stones

Growing up all i wanted was some pocket change
Now i got that shit
Lil nigga all he wanted was a diamond chain
Now i got that shit
What the fuck is it really out here
That a yung nigga really aint got i cant get
You can put the baddest bitch up in the room
With the kid and i bet she get hit
Growing up all i wanted was some pocket change
Now i got that shit
Lil nigga all he wanted was a diamond chain
Now i got that shit
What the fuck is it really out here
That a yung nigga really aint got i cant get
You can put the baddest bitch up in the room
With the kid and i bet she get hit



Credits
Writer(s): Mekhi Winters
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