Change Lyrics - Lil Bibby

Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain 

Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain 

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Pull up wit' my shooters in the backseat 

Black guns, black skully and a black tee 

All my young niggas strapped and they clap heat 

Real talk we ain't for none of that rap beef 

30 shots in my PRPs, aimin' straight at ya r-i-bs 

Young niggas that's all I need 

War time lot of RIPs 

Louie shoes, Louie shirt that stuntin' 

Robin jeans, wheat Timbs that's nothin' 

Lil Bibby he the man, can't touch him 

Lotta guns, lotta hoes they bussin' 

Wit' the squad over east throwin' Es up 

Got some killas in the Wic, throwin' 3s up 

Tried to tell 'em, but they ain't believe us 

Tell me slow down, but I just speed up 

Real nigga what'chu know bout me 

Got some young hittas they'll blow bout me 

Hatin' ass niggas wanna doubt me 

Meanwhile all these record labels wanna scout me 

Swear to God, young nigga can't fake it 

Real nigga gotta see one make it 

All black everything, I'm racist 

Gotta pocket fulla Bens, come take it 

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Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain 

Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain 

Walkin' round witta check on me 

I'll die for my respect homie 

Outta town that work triple 

My mama callin' just to check on me 

Get right or get left nigga 

These bills ain't gon' pay theyself nigga 

Ion need yo help nigga 

Move every damn thing myself nigga 

I be in the field all my niggas street certified 

Young niggas load straps, then murda guys 

And I heard niggas snitchin' on the other side 

Free bro they tryna give my nigga 35 

Feel like shit goin' all wrong 

When I was fucked up, who could I call on 

My pride never let a nigga hit y'all phone 

Niggas choosin' sides, I'm like that's what y'all on 

Goddamn that's my nigga since grade school 

And you sneak dissin' on me, bro that ain't cool 

Why you actin' hard bruh, you know that ain't you 

I'm like fuck it man I guess that's what the fame do 

2 Bs bitch I'm the same dude 

Street code, I follow the same rules 

I'm like Mike, my squad they can't lose 

You ain't real, my squad you can't fool 

Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain 

Real nigga, I won't change 

I'm straight you keep that change 

My youngins keep them thangs 

Try me you gon' get changed 

Change, change, fuck wit' me you might get change 

Change, change, fuck nigga betta use yo brain