Change

They got my guys in the can

While you lie to the fans

Play the cards I was dealt

Now I'm liking my hand

Told my girl that I'm liking her tan

But she's too busy tryna' see who's liking my 'Gram

I spent time in the can, 'cause I ride for my fam'

And all this ice on my hand

It got your baby mother hella likely to bang

And I will never change bro, I like who I am

Bro we're turning up

Catch us in the club and we're burning buds

That's my nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust

Put my brother in jail said he's serving drugs

But that's work to us

So I hide the pain through these designer frames

Bro died and I put him on a diamond chain

Came outta jail to a mic and stage

And it's different from the trap but I like the change

Catch me out in my block in Gucci linen

With the cutest women, we're so used to winning

Don't ask why we're used to sinnin'

It's that coupé I'm whippin', past the bando I used to live in

You got you're watch from this rapping ting

But me I got my watch from this trapping ting

Me and bro on the same bike saddling

Now I press sports on a Merc' and we're vanishing

Maddest ting, keep it humble, I didn't have a thing

Don't say much, I've been through a lot

And you're queen is a dot bro she's been through the block

My new shits mad, you ain't seen what I got

And all these boxes and kilos

Got me the same watch as the Migos

You got a Z but it's a box when I reload

And the streets know you're flexing in deets'ed clothes

Bro we're turning up

Catch us in the club and we're burning buds

That's my nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust

Put my brother in jail said he's serving drugs

But that's work to us

So I hide the pain through these designer frames

Bro died and I put him on a diamond chain

Came outta jail to a mic and stage

And it's different from the trap but I like the change

I swear I wonder how my life would be

If I didn't, go and meet the plug

15 knee deep in the streets, where my niggas?

I didn't need the love

And my dad, he ain't really shit

But I'd be lying if I say I didn't need my mum

Gyal always stressing going through some drama

Telling me she need a hug

Yo it's safe to say, I was stuck in the hood with no place to stay

You weren't nowhere around tryna' save the day

Now you're all in my face cuz my papers straight

Fam I'll never show you niggas how to bake a cake

They say life is a test, I'm sure that I'm winning my lighty's the best

Gun shots were beating, we're sliding them west

Them man are singing they're trying there best

Bro we're turning up

Catch us in the club and we're burning buds

That's my nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust

Put my brother in jail said he's serving drugs

But that's work to us

So I hide the pain through these designer frames

Bro died and I put him on a diamond chain

Came outta jail to a mic and stage

And it's different from the trap but I like the change

Bro we're turning up

Catch us in the club and we're burning buds

That's my nigga in the foreign, see him burning dust

Put my brother in jail said he's serving drugs

But that's work to us

So I hide the pain through these designer frames

Bro died and I put him on a diamond chain

Came outta jail to a mic and stage

And it's different from the trap but I like the change