Asking for some change You can keep that I don wrote some secrets On my notepad Homie God My witness And I qoute that Big big Racks can't fold that Got a big cloud that's the money hang Show me no love if it's bout a thang Homies got a rap like a big flame Getting so big no you can't tame Prolly getting hate just For writing the song Should I be in debt It's to me and my own I don't owe nobody Else a thing it's on god If I turn a sucker I can't say it's your fault I weigh shit on my own Never needing a scale Been in the house so much They say I'm getting too pale In it for the money I can't chill if it's lame In it for the family Till we making it rain Know my passy and it's probably Cos they show it for real If I say this shit get bloody I don't mean with a steal If I tell you it get muddy It ain't lean and a pill To my brothers ain't No other gon be there for the kill Riding riding bros alone Always on the road it's on Super sweet Like Candy Cone You can eat the cream n conel Talking bout some cream and cone Got her stripping in my home Now she walking tippy toe Cause I kicked her out you know I don't play the give and take I just take and then I go Looking like a mistake I can't **** that bitch I know I can't **** with peasants My nigga Just need my peace I am so professional bitch I'm just pushing p Changes in my body Never changes in my cheese Never tell em sorry I probably did as I please