Wont Change

[Intro]
You recording?
Uh (Mhm)
Yeah, yeah
What the fuck these niggas want from me? (Mhm)
I, can't
Yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Why these niggas tryna talk to me like I don't ball (I don't ball)
(Uh huh) Too expensive, bitch I'm too much of a boss
Nobody here gon' fend for me, so I'll fend for my lone'
Nothin' to see, don't look at me
My girl gon' knock you off
You won't ever find me sober
Off the drink
We gon' pull up Bentleys, Rovers
What you think?
Killas 'round me, kill ya', poke ya'
They won't think
New chains on me, yeah
They cold but
I won't change (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Stupid bitch picking sides
(Like why is you choosin' them sides?)
You pull up all jealous
I'm steppin' Margeila
I'm new to disguises, uh
Don't look in my eyes
Your soul gon' pop out like this shit Poltergeist
I never was one for the thought of demise
But hoe I wish you wasn't part of my life (Yeah, yeah)
I'm rollin' up trying to get me high (Yeah, yeah)
Searching for reasons why I'm still alive (Yeah, yeah)
I'm thinkin' everyone would take it light (Yeah, yeah)
If I was gone after tonight (Yeah, yeah)
But that ain't the topic, so I'll make it right (Yeah, yeah)
All of my haters, they mad out of spite (Yeah, yeah)
Cause I'm at they necks like a cup full of Sprite (Yeah, yeah)
Breaking bags down just to get my sack right
But I won't change
For no one, for no one, for no one
(For no one)
But I won't change (Bitch!)
For no one, for no one (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Why these niggas tryna talk to me like I don't ball (Like I don't even ball)
Too expensive, bitch I'm too much of a boss
Nobody here gon' fend for me, so I'll fend for my lone'
Nothin' to see, don't look at me
My girl gon' knock you off
You won't ever find me sober
Off the drink
We gon' pull up Bentleys, Rovers (Uh huh)
What you think?
Killas 'round me, kill ya', poke ya'
They won't think
New chains on me, yeah
They cold but
I won't change (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Said I love her, that won't change (Change)
Who the fuck these fuckin' niggas walkin' in? (In)
Told K' "Get 'em!"
Hody sprayed like Oil Sheen (Oil Sheen)
We the Highest in the room dawg feelin' like LaFlame (Like LaFlame)
Real talk
I don't need your info
I just need my ammo
Sticks and drums like bands, ho
Pull up with the gang-gang
Hoes can't see us, camo
Oh, yeah, that's yo main thang?
Kill that pussy, Rambo (Uh)
Like, please don't push me (No, no)
This shit can get messy (Messy)
I'm willing to bet you (I'm willin' to bet)
Won't leave on stretcher (Uh)
My niggas they coming (Yeah)
And all of them reckless (Huh)
They don't give a fuck if you pleading
Nigga they'll get you (Uh, uh)
Don't hand me a TEC, no
I already got a K right to my left
I'm finna die for mine
I'm 'bout respect
Can't let a fuck nigga cross me, he dead
Gun sharp like a pencil, hit him wit the lead
I remember all them demons again
Baby I told you "You don't got to be scared"
I'll never change like I ain't got no bread

[Chorus]
You won't ever find me sober
Off the drink (Off the drink)
We gon' pull up Bentleys, Rovers
What you think? (What you think?)
Killas 'round me, kill ya', poke ya'
They won't think (Yeah, yeah)
New chains on me, yeah
They cold but
I won't change (Yeah)

[Outro]
No
(Stupid bitch picking sides)