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