You know what?
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Everybody goes through some changes in life
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Some poeple change for the better, some poeple change for the worse
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But umm, some people need to make that change
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You know what I mean? Change is good sometimes. You know?
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[Verse 1]
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Why would I change? I ain't never slide down a bad pole
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Even though I'm certified over plat's sold
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They say I'm different 'cuz I ride in a plat. Rolls
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But every time, we gotta ride don't this cat roll?
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I never snitch, and go and hide in a rat hole
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And I aint givin' you nothing besides what this gat hold
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No pride, I ain't that old
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Cut off a few, but kept a few girls I decide like I'm ??
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It probably don't seem like a struggle
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But I used to dream that this thug'll balance beams just to smuggle
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It's funny same girls that didn't seem like they'd love you
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Is beggin'for your autographs ands screamin' to hug you
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It's crazy, same dudes that seem like they thug you
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Is prayin' on your downfall, schemin' to mug you
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And people that didn't give a fuck, is dreamin' to bug you
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And goin through' extreme's just to plug you, who really changed?
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[Chorus]
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This game ain't change me, so don't let it change you
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If you've been real with me, I'm still real with you
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If you got love for me, I still got love for you
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If you down for me, then I'm still down for you
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If you don't fuck with me, then I don't fuck with you
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If you ain't cool with me, then I ain't cool with you
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If you won't ride with me, then I won't ride for you
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This game ain't change me, don't let it change you
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[Verse 2]
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Why would I change? I didn't step out of Superman's phone booth
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To remind where I'm from, I look at my own tooth
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I'm speakin' the known truth
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I ain't been living the same, since I moved under Silvia Rone's roof
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Why would I feel like I'm a stranger?
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And why should I feel like I'm in danger?
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And I'm grindin' 'till I'm right
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Whether it's on the streets, or online tryna climb sites
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I ain't blind from the limelite,
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I had my mind and my rhymes right, and signed when the time's right
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People shouldn't be hateful, they should be grateful
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But fuck it, I guess I gotta keep my three eight full
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I'm playin, the game, like I'm, supposed
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Stayin, the same, like I'm, supposed
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Ghetto Fab in da house, hip hop hustler
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One million customers, and I still bust at ya
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Why would I change when I get green like the Incredible Hulk?
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I've chilled with the richest people to the ghettoest folks
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Known a few ?? and met a few locs
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Made a few comments, and said a few jokes
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But it's gettin' me sick, someone prescribe me some medicine
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Before the fame, the vibe was way better then
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Some have even became rivals instead of friends
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Only two become liable for settlements
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I grew up watchin the
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Now they hate to see a nigga drivin' the better Benz
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That's why the clubs be, deprivin' to let us in
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They know the family bring knives and barettas in
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I'm thankful for being allowed, fans for being the crowd
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How could my head be in the clouds?
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It's strange, what the fame'll do
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But you know what? The only one who seen the change from the fame is you
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[Chorus]
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I'm the same nigga man
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Same nigga, that ridin' with you
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Niggas that's fuckin' with you
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I'm still fuckin' with you niggas
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The same nigga, these hoe's ain't like
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Now they on my dick right? Haha... shit is crazy
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Don't let this game change you nigga...
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Change You Or Change Me
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Fabolous |