Gethechange.

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[Freestyle] Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame If it ain't about no money, I ain't fucking with you gang When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain't give me a holla Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar That's the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty Business over bitches, 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 nigga, 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 shit Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came Same time you making money off my name Know what's fucked up in the game, guess God just had to show me Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me Shit, my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas ain't gon' ride, when you down doing your time they out here acting like you died" So I'm laughing with a smile, I'm in the game switching lanes, and I ain't dissing on you niggas, nah, I'm just spitting pain This is real shit, 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 niggas I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like I was on quarantine, living like a poor fiend Niggas 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 niggas ain't the same, can't complain I kept it a hundred, sunny or rain, through the fame or the pain, rega... Real shit, I said, the name of the game, get the change, fuck the fame If it ain't about no money, I ain't fucking with you gang When I was cuffed up in the chains, niggas ain't give me a holla Bail 95 hundred, niggas ain't give me a dollar That's the number one problem, no respect, no loyalty Business over bitches, 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 nigga 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 shit Talking bout they never change, I needed help, they never came Same time you making money off my name Know what's fucked up in the game, cause God just had to show me Who to keep close to me and on the real you niggas owe me Shit my mom the one that told me, "man them niggas 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 niggas, nah, I'm just spitting pain This is real shit, 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 niggas I would ride, I would die, bust my pound for you niggas like I was on cortine, living like a poor fiend Niggas 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 niggas 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...
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- Meek Mill