Neva Change

Grew up with no daddy streets raised me
Never been a pussy Older brother had to fight that nigga daily
Momma taught me what she can. And I'm thankful
Told me Don’t you never be no sucker
Never rat and just be patient
Seen my daddy here and there
And I ain't hate em
Even tho I got his face
It made me realize that I ain't him
I ain’t have no silver spoon
And I ain't have no ultimatum
It was go and get that money
Or be hungry So I ate
I was still in junior high
And got involved with the yay
You was prolly with ya moms
In the park tryna play
Tryna see how many bombs I get off in a day
Moms think I'm in school I took off for the day
Cause she ain't know I got the strip bumping
Me and dbo lick for lick buggin
Bagging up so much white
You start fist pumping
I'm from a era where
We got money And lay low
These new niggas wanna get money
Just to say so
Think you a boss cause you got money
But you ain't tho
Money don't make a boss
A boss already made hoe
Ya own niggas
Ready to Rob you
Left em starving
That's the reason
You don’t wanna go around the projects
I can bring em to the fountain
I can’t make em drink the water
I can give a bitch a nickel
And tell her that it's a quarter
You can tell what a nigga about
By what he sayin’
You can tell if a nigga is lyin
By how he say it
If you really feel a way about something
Why you ain't say it
You got shooter
I got killers around me
So what you saying
All you lil niggas think cause you shooting
That make you gangster
Wanna do it for the name
But ain't nobody getting paper
You ain't gangster
If you gotta pick and choose
Who you gone play with
Any body getting murdered
You think I’m the one to play with
I ain't never ask for shit
I ain't sit around and wait
And I don't believe in nothing
I don't sit around and pray
Imma put em in a cast
Before I put em in a casket
Gotta break them niggas down
And let me know that you a savage
Gotta pop up at his house
While he bringing in his carrots
Gotta smack em front his mans
It hurt more
When they embarrassed
Real bosses gone feed the whole block nigga
Shooters only shoot
Who need to be shot nigga
Why you putting out ya hand
I don't rock with you
You don't even feed ya fam
They don't fuck with you
You niggas forgot where you came from
Now you can't go back
Get the drop on you niggas
Hood low jack
I got a lil gun
Black and ugly
Call it Kodak
I been to jail nigga
And I'm not afraid to go back
When it flash
It's gone capture his soul
Before They put em in a bag
He on the ground
With a permanent pose
I hit the club I don't fuck with the rose
Bombay And Hennessy
Gotta make sure it's enough for the hoes
I only do this for my real niggas
Niggas who got no dreams
Young niggas that's hungry
Cause they moms is a dope fiend
Lil niggas that's struggling
Still wearing them old jeans
Just find a hustle and run with it
And sell it
Till they OD
My whole hood know me
Niggas know that I'm sturdy
Put a bag In My hand
And imma turn into Tony
I was gone put a hook
But the jab keep flowing
I was gone stop selling
But the cash keep going
Kinda hard to see the snakes
When the grass keep growing
I can't hear you tryna squash it
Cause them shots keep blowing
Imma always play broke
So don't ask me for nothing
If a nigga hit my phone
It better be about some money
How this bitch call me cheap
Cause I ain't pay her for the pussy
Told that bitch that I'ma G
You gotta pay me just for looking
I can talk about this money
But it's shit that's more important
Like you stealing from ya man
Telling bitches he ain't for em
Clique hopping dick riding
Tryna stay above the water
Or niggas trapping for fashion
And don't even got a quarter
Won't give 20 to ya man
But taking bitches to sophora
I'm that nigga in the game
That's gone put this shit in order
Hit me when you in my city
Or imma rob you at the border
Better check in with my hoolie's
Cause if not you get extorted
You act crazy with that payment
You get caught
You getting tortured
I will book you for a show
Then really book you
Fuck you talking
Put a nigga in the game
You gone see who real ballin
Niggas in it for the fame
I'm just in it for the fortune
Tryna get next to them lames
I'm Tryna get next to them bosses
Take my family out the hood
And Go and sit em in a fortress
Gather all my top dealers
Give em money for the raw
Drop a bag on my hoolies
Case we gotta go to war
Couple V couple P's
Get my niggas off the floor
Cause they all gone need some money
I can't pay them all to tour
I'm just tryna be a hunnit
Plus a hunnit Times more
You niggas fraudin' when you talking
Just a bunch of odd balls
You a hippy cause you bummy
Saying it's a style dog
187 was a warning
Time for y'all to die off
GU!