Quake The Banksta - Change

Niggas change bitches change shit'll never change
Counting all this money how i'm coping through the pain
All the shit I been through i can never be same
This is what you made me nigga look what i became
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change bitches change
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change this is change
All through the year is trap season
You ain't balled since tax season
I can tell you a whole bitch floss over here it's jack season
Run that like a track meeting
Ran it up now Im back eating
Ice on now Im back freezing
Tyson with the pack beating
Niggas still hang with snitches eating with them
On my momma thats rat feeding
Never underestimate or over trust a mother fucker just for that reason
Game tight yea Im that seasoned
Try you're luck then the Mac squeezing
Have you're neck and you're back bleeding
One thing i don't lack heaters
Another thing i don't lack money cars hoes clothes or the raps neither
19 touched my first 20 piece pulled up in a Lac beating
Hell nah i aint look back big risk yea I took that
Yea I lost it all a couple times came back like cooked crack
Heard the pussy nigga looking for me
Heard he asking about my whereabouts
Yea the bitch gave it all to me gave me everything you cared about
Got you're little ass rolly took 2 pieces and you're 2 chains
Keep it real they ain't weight shit pussy nigga you was really playing
Fraud nigga yea i should of known
Niggas change bitches change shit'll never change
Counting all this money how i'm coping though the pain
All the shit I been through i can never be same
This is what you made me nigga look what i became
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change bitches change
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change this is change
Heard them saying that i changed up
Nah bruh i just leveled up
Now Im having shit my way
And i ain't finna lift the peddle up when i was down niggas laughed at me
Homies turned on me blast at me
My bitch left and my niggas played me
Type of shit that'll drive you crazy
Now im looking like it didn't phase me
Keep it real this is what you made me
All it did was make a nigga colder
Pray for me hope the lord can save me
Went broke trying to help niggas
Then they turn around and call me selfish
Type of nigga bite the hand that feed him
Keep it real niggas really helpless
Guess I use to care too much
Now I don't give a fuck at all
Now I'm looking like the bad guy
Mother fuckers better knock it off
Guess Im going through some changes
But this money never changed up
In the end guess its all i got
But through it all i ain't change up
Niggas change bitches change shit'll never change
Counting all this money how i'm coping through the pain
All the shit I been through i can never be same
This is what you made me nigga look what i became
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change bitches change
Niggas change bitches change niggas change
Bitches change niggas change this is change

Written by:
Juan Fortiz

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