Change

How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 When I got money, it changed some niggas
 I bust down that Rollie, my chain got bigger
 I lost my lil' homie, it changed a nigga
 I keep a Glock 40, won't change my nigga
 But now I got money, put change on niggas
 They call me OG, my niggas kill you for free
 But I'ma still pay them niggas
 Free CBD, fuck the judge and police
 They tryna hang a nigga
 Been sippin' codeine, and I might just die in my sleep
 So I go to bed with the stainless, nigga
 How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 When I got money, it changed some niggas
 I bust down that Rollie, my chain got bigger
 I lost my lil' homie, it changed a nigga
 I keep a Glock 40, won't change my nigga
 But now I got money, put change on niggas
 How can you blame a nigga?
 Will I make it to the top, only Lord knows
 Growing up in the swamp made my heart cold
 Had to work out the pot like gumbo
 Had to stand on the block like Mutombo
 Had to jack me a box like jumbo
 Hit 'em quarterback blitz like Romo
 Hit 'em with the hit stick, make 'em fumble
 Went to 7-18 for Woodrow
 121 for a bando
 R.I.P. to my nigga Slow Ruth
 Rest in peace to my nigga Young Deuce
 Love for lil' homie Ghost and Kenny Lu
 Now my heart gone like John Q
 They were paper chasin' for the revenue
 Tryna flip a pack just like an acrobat
 And get a hundred stacks and get a Hellcat
 Matte black with the Forgiato shoes
 They looked up to their big brother
 Said, "Max, I wanna be like you"
 Told 'em "go for what you know and work your move"
 Just chase the dough and you will get it soon
 Next thing I know, I seen 'em dead on the news
 Bad block, head shot up, blood from his shirt to his shoes
 How the fuck they let it happen?
 How they let some niggas clap 'em
 They was pistol packin', they wasn't lackin'
 They died with their tools
 Countin' paper, chasing revenue
 You see what that money do?
 How can you blame them niggas?
 How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 When I got money, it changed some niggas
 I bust down that Rollie, my chain got bigger
 I lost my lil' homie, it changed a nigga
 I keep a Glock 40, won't change my nigga
 But now I got money, put change on niggas
 They call me OG, my niggas kill you for free
 But I'ma still pay them niggas
 Free CBD, fuck the judge and police
 They tryna hang a nigga
 Been sippin' codeine, and I might just die in my sleep
 So I go to bed with the stainless, nigga
 How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 Tried to boss up the homie and change the nigga
 He kept stealin' money and change from me
 Ride or die before we tell, we bang on niggas
 How I'm your brother but you hit a stain on niggas
 But how can you blame a nigga?
 Remember back in my broke days
 Said if I got some change, I'll never change
 'Til I got some change, then I bought a chain
 Then I got deranged, money come and change
 Everything, it's a damn change
 People treat you better when you're broke and lame
 Used to be my nigga 'til I got them figures
 Money came between us like Jigga, Dame
 I used to hang with niggas
 Eleven trey seven, been gang with niggas
 My mama told me, "these niggas snake, fake, jank"
 And they'll turn on me
 Niggas will snitch, tell me they're homies
 Niggas will switch, change up on me
 Real nigga shit, just 'cause that nigga a Crip
 Don't mean that nigga my homie
 I had to work like a slave my nigga
 Ten toes down, I stayed my nigga
 No hands out, just gave, my nigga
 Niggas talkin' 'bout they made a nigga
 I bought me a loft, my mama a house
 I'm a big boss, persona my livin'
 How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 When I got money, it changed some niggas
 I bust down that Rollie, my chain got bigger
 I lost my lil' homie, it changed a nigga
 I keep a Glock 40, won't change my nigga
 But now I got money, put change on niggas
 They call me OG, my niggas kill you for free
 But I'ma still pay them niggas
 Free CBD, fuck the judge and police
 They tryna hang a nigga
 Been sippin' codeine, and I might just die in my sleep
 So I go to bed with the stainless, nigga
 How can you blame a nigga?
 I swear that money will change a nigga
 When I got money, it changed some niggas
 I bust down that Rollie, my chain got bigger
 I lost my lil' homie, it changed a nigga
 I keep a Glock 40, won't change my nigga
 But now I got money, put change on niggas
 How can you blame a nigga?