Gethechange. lyrics

[Freestyle]
Real sh*t, I said, the name of the game, get the change, f*ck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain’t f*cking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, n*ggas ain't give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, n*ggas ain't give me a dollar
That’s the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over b*tches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know y'all wouldn't be the ones that supported me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like whеn I touchdown, imma kill something
That's when I caught myself, likе n*gga, get a deal or something
Eat a meal or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as sh*t
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's f*cked up in the game, guess God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you n*ggas owe me
sh*t, my mom the one that told me, "man them n*ggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time they acting out here like you died"
So I’m laughing with a smile, I’m in the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you n*ggas, nah, I’m just spitting pain
This is real sh*t, flowing like the blood that's in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boys, the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you n*ggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you n*ggas like
I was on quarantine, living like a poor fiend
n*ggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and n*ggas ain't the same, can’t complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, rega...
Real sh*t, I said, the name of the game, get the change, f*ck the fame
If it ain't about no money, I ain't f*cking with you gang
When I was cuffed up in the chains, n*ggas ain't give me a holla
Bail 95 hundred, n*ggas ain't give me a dollar
That's the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty
Business over b*tches, that's number one and most importantly
The day I fell, I know yall would be the ones that supporting me
I call the phone, ya hitting buttons avoiding me
I was in my cell boiling, like when I touchdown, imma kill something
That's when I caught myself, like n*gga get a deal or something
Eat a mill or something, getting rich will make em sick
The main ones I thought was real, they was fake as sh*t
Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came
Same time you making money off my name
Know what's f*cked up in the game, cause God just had to show me
Who to keep close to me and on the real you n*ggas owe me
sh*t my mom the one that told me, "man them n*ggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time, they acting out here like you died"
So I'm laughing with a smile, man the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you n*ggas, nah, I'm just spitting pain
This is real sh*t, flowing like the blood that's in my veins
Homie feel this cause it can happen to your boy the same
I'm the only boy to blame, cause I was down for you n*ggas
I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you n*ggas like
I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend
n*ggas taking meds, just to kill the pain like its morphine
Yea, go ahead sleep on me, you boys dream, and I be at it chasing cabbage, serving more cream
I had to separate myself from the lames, had to realize that me and n*ggas ain't the same, can't complain
I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, regardless I will remain the same
[Outro: Cosmic Kev, Meek Mill]
You know what, this a celebration, imma give you a pass on the freestyle, we not gonna do that
I s-, I wanna freestyle tho
Y-You sure?
What you gotta you can't find a beat right now?
N-Not right this minute
Aiight, imma just give them some of a real aca...