Changed

Nafe in the base

Cut in the place (yeah, I'm in the cut)

Woe in the place (yeah, I'm in the cut)

Quincy in the base

Cage in the base (yeah, I'm in the cut)

Now in the base (now I'm in the cut)

Uh, yeah

Yeah, turn up at the place with my real bros

Now we're turnin' out the place (turnin' out the place)

I was with the same guys in these streets

Then we went and got a base (went and got a base)

Bitch, what's a sample? That's a no-no

Can't be giving you a taste (no, no, no, no)

They're tryna force the fame

No, no, hoe, I don't really want the fame (Quincy, Tellem)

Take my girl to The States, steady tryna win the race

Put some plain powder in the place (powder)

Stylish with his no face

I don't want the bust down, I want the plain (let's go)

I don't even really want the plain (let's go)

Rather put my mother on a plane (plane)

Tell her, "Mummy, shit has changed"

Ain't wasting no time, mmh

Know I got a lot on my mind (on my mind)

I'm workin' all night (gone)

But this ain't no nine-to-five (no, no)

I was sellin' my white, ooh

Now i'm cooking like Walter White

It's still on sight

Tell them niggas that it's still on sight (Quincy, Tellem)

Just like every night

She wanna come get this pipe (get it)

When niggas changed on me, that shit bring tears to my eye

They made me go so hard now they can't control my light

Lucky roll of the dice and now they want my soul for a price

Fell in love with this paper, man, it's still fuck fame (fuck fame)

All this drip with the gang, used to having rough days (rough days)

We done came from the hand-me-downs with the mud stains (with the mud stains)

Smoking weed in the hallways 'til the law came ('til the law came)

Obbo want us, nowadays, make it hard to buss case (now the police on me)

Gotta link my nigga by the river just so we can touch base (now the police on him)

All them nights in the studio, I made 'nuff tapes

But she just wanna hit the club so she can get fuck-faced, ooh, ooh, ooh

Yeah, turn up at the place with my real bros

Now we're turnin' out the place (turnin' out the place)

I was with the same guys in these streets

Then we went and got a base (went and got a base)

Bitch, what's a sample? That's a no-no

Can't be giving you a taste (can't be giving you a taste)

They're tryna force the fame

No, no, hoe, I don't really want the fame (Quincy, Tellem)

Take my girl to The States, steady tryna win the race (race

Put some plain powder in the place (plain powder)

Stylish with his no face (nah)

I don't want the bust down, I want the plain

I don't even really want the plain

Rather put my mother on a plane

Tell her, "Mummy, shit has changed"

This shit has changed (changed)

Self-employed, fuck a wage (fuck a wage)

Young bull still got the gauge

And he's trigger happy like (chirp, baow, baow, baow)

And he wants to tape up the place

Told him "Bro, think straight" (Quincy tell 'em)

If he goes jail, I'll wait

Yeah, I'll wait (wait)

Get the Biscotti by the crate (Biscotti)

It's a long road I've paved (skrrt)

Louis collection in space

This a marathon, it's never been a race

All my real bruddas, yeah, I gotta embrace

Runnin' to the money, can you keep up with the pace?

Keep up with the pace, runnin' from the law

I don't want a case, Christian Dior

All this weed is the cure

Please don't stop, gimme more

Left the trap with a four

I came back with some more

Please don't knock on the door

Please don't knock at the door, yeah

turn up at the place with my real bros

Now we're turnin' out the place

I was with the same guys in these streets

Then we went and got a base

Bitch, what's a sample? That's a no-no

Can't be giving you a taste

They're tryna force the fame

No, no, hoe, I don't really want the fame

Take my girl to The States, steady tryna win the race

Put some plain powder in the place

Stylish with his no face

I don't want the bust down, I want the plain

I don't even really want the plain

Rather put my mother on a plane

Tell her, "Mummy, shit has changed"