Grace (Change)

Lyrics
[Intro] Cheap, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh Mickey, Greg, look [Chorus] Ho's gonna be ho's Money gonna come and gonna go My nigga just don't change Friends turn foes Everything that glitter ain't gold My nigga just don't change Plugged city had them things for the low But right now shit slow Hoping a week or so that shit don't change That shit won't change Feeling like my back against the ropes With a rope that biweekly won't cut it [?] Before my ribs touching like they groping I'ma focus and get double what I owe back You a dead man walking You walking around here with no bag [?] You ain't got possession like a stope ass Higher loyalty in question to your ten year homies Lost a couple of the realеst that was this year only Make me wondеr when I leave is they gonna shed tears for me So every single day I'm here I can't let them live for me (nah) I pray them blessings come down Dear Lord if you hear me hope them blessings come now I would stress the fuck out Let's finesse it but how We sell everything we got and bring them extras around They built Rome from the ground I got ho's going down I got shit going up You just known in this town I was raised by the block I wasn't saved by [?] Bitch I changed my approach You a stain by the [?] Feel the pain in my [?] For that change, I smoke Fuck around and hit you right up in that vein by your throat Shit change without bro Shit change as I grow All these snakes in the grass Niggas change without dope Play the game like a pro Niggas lame and I know Your big homies should be ashamed Bitch, he was trained from the go Trying to turn the projects to a mansion Manifest destiny I'm good with expansion Playing for the soap, boy I shoulda went to Kansas Playing with the drums nigga (brrr) I coulda went to Grambling Why niggas so worried about that pocket change You should be focused on the numbers like the stock exchange (wooh) I gotta hustle for them commas And that motherfucking cancer took my mama Nigga shit won't change [Outro] Ho's gonna be ho's Money gonna come and gonna go Friends turn foes Everything that glitter ain't gold
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Credits
- Writers
- Rick Hyde