Lyrics

(Yeah, it's funny ain't it, a mans telling me, that a man was chatting shit about me, hating on me, but I look at like, what did you do to that man when he said that shit, that's why I ain't fucking with him or you) I made a little change, and now they're saying I've changed I pulled up in the Porsche, and now these niggas act strange I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought we was the same Now I got this money darg, these bruddas wanna change I saw your face, when I bought my chain I saw that hate, when I bought that Range I see you on the road, you don't talk the same Just another broke nigga, tryna talk my name When Instagram came, then the fuckboys came Fam I've been banging, since the iceberg days I made a promise, imma change my ways When I said fuck that, then I served that bass Cause these niggas, don't serve no fate These niggas, don't own no weight These bruddas, they're oh so fake Back then, I never heard your name I'm on my rap shit All my niggas move ratchet Bricks on the block, watch the pack do a backflip You ain't on it, you're an actress I spend your stack on a lapdance Mad artillery, we got mad arms He was jumping everywhere, now he's mad calm You don't want it with a goon, he's a madman Catch me in the mad shoes and a mad [?] I'm going, (Mad x10) I'm going mad, catch me in the whip, yeah darg I'm going mad Yeah its (Mad x10), yeah I'm going (Mad x10) You must be going mad I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought you was cool Used to come your house, we use to go the same school Used to wear my clothes, you used to borrow my shoes Jumping on the bus, we used to act like fools Used to chill with your dad, yeah he was mad cool Niggas know it's beef, if they ever touch you Look at all this shit, that we fucking went through Now we don't talk fam, [?] Niggas want beef, come on then, please do Got 9 in my ting darg, imma beat 2 I'm a different callibre, I could never be you I remember when they told me, I will never beat you My first ting, was a likkle 3-2 Now I'm doing tunes with, Wretch 3-2 Anything or Anything, you know how we do Everyone's a G, until we come and see you I'm going, (Mad x10) I'm going mad, catch me in the whip, yeah darg I'm going mad Yeah its (Mad x10), yeah I'm going (Mad x10) You must be going mad I made a little change, and now they're saying I've changed I pulled up in the Porsche, and now these niggas act strange I thought you was my brudda darg, I thought we was the same Now I got this money darg, these bruddas wanna change I saw your face, when I bought my chain I saw that hate, when I bought that Range I see you on the road, you don't talk the same Just another broke nigga, tryna talk my name