Lyrics:
(Ayy P.A Edited This Una)
All of this money is nuttin to me
Flashbacks to days getting dussed by the Ds
Play your position don’t change on these
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Computer, a young nigga run up his digits
Wrapping my head round the concept
Money ain't nothing but I gotta get it
Need three dollars signs like
hundred, I thousand, I million
They say that I changed but it really was you shake it outta ya
When you see me don't be talking nothing past tense
Ain't
bright
H-town all day and all night
I chose the pace to come take the throne
Cause some of these niggas ain't living right
We slowed up shit and we changed
to night school?
Gonna be different this time
Can't write a letter, can't send a postcard,
I can't write nothing at all
This ain't no party, this ain't
Oh Lord!
Gimme that God Almighty
That good old Gospel
That old school doctrine
Oh Lord!
Gimme that truth for the body
Ain't nothing new about
and chasing dreams
I thought by now I would succeed
Pay my mama's bills and start to build my own family
Imma be as real as I can be when I speak just like I
changed
Sorry I changed on you
I've been on the come up
Fell down got back up
Fell down again now I'm working on my way up
Ain't been to the city much
Don't
the next nigga, to fall in a coffin
Lord knows everybody, that I love die often
Or wind up in the cage, and I don't seem to understand
It ain't nothing but
yet beat your feet
Cause I'm the pimp that's running
These H Town streets
I'm a pimp by the way I walk, the way I talk
You mad but it ain't my fault
been there for you that you choose to ignore and now there's nothing else worth saving
Your new jeans high-waisted
And by the smell of your fragrance, I
Been on the grind, on ya mind, so let's hope that I stay there
Stayed in my lane, I ain't change 'cept the fact that I changed gears
Why you whine
hoes
Finally, I found me
It's still Guerilla Maab, and ain't a damn thang changed
I just peeped the game, and these niggaz be shife
Over the years,
I ain't know any better
Mistakenly, I ain't think that you'd know any different
See, I was taught words was nothing more than a sound
If ever they
And then you changed
Remember you would pull up on me
Had me wishing we were talking
I know nothing ain't the same
Need a difference need a change
Had me
Uh huh
Yea
You know I
CHORUS
I love this game
Way above this game
Survive and maintain to run this game
Chi-Town to Hollywood ain’t none changed
I
key away
Cause I'll be back on parole
Ain't changed nothing, cause I'm ready to roll
I go to school now, but just to front
Still servin' dope fiends
talking Will Smith when he told his little cousin
Act mad stupid and these bully’s don’t want nothing
See I’m just me nothing more nothing lesser
Catch you
ain't nothing liver
Slamming the water looking like a diver
These niggas are pussies they
Are nothing but vagina
Don't give a fuck hope they can remind
the lane
Homie I ain't finished yet
Houston, Texas pourin' on
Shining like the morning sun
Fuck these niggas talking bout
It's Trae Tha Truth and Ke Da Don
Always remember I changed up
I doubt that I'll be the same
From a deadbeat down to the pages
I'm nothing if not that man from the manger (Jesus)
ain't nothing new on the Best Side
West Side 'til we die
Saying 'til we die
Down by the bay
The end of May, woah
We never changed, we're never getting old
want to be diplomats or continue the same policy - of nuclear nightmare diplomacy. John Foster Dulles ain't nothing but the name of an airport now.
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