Lyrics: Kenroy Edwards
Music: Kenroy Edwards
And I never understood how a day one bitch gon change up
Oh they taking shot now
**** it bitch I done got my range up
I done got my aim up
Kenny Turnup I done got my name up
Feeling like I came up
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up
We was down bad, ****ing about to change up
With this brown bag full of all this paper
In the club, drunk, holding all these chains up
These hoes round, act like we famous
Oh Yeah it lit now how can you blame us
It's lit now how can you blame us
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up
I just hope that the money don't change us
Harder to breath now it feels like i'm weighted
Grindin' an Grindin' till all of my days up
Praying to Allah like "Pleae can you save us"
All of my bitches guerrillas and trappers
Do not **** wit ya, I dont want to dap ya
My bitch clap you if you disrespect us
I shoot at you actors like movie directors
I don gave way too much proof we the next of
I don smoked too much booth out in Texas
I got my hand out the roof and i'm flexing
I got your chick in my car on my pogo
I know that bitch gon go hard for some photos
Whipping the six
You a fraud
You a homo
I'll never switch on the squad that's a nono
And I never understood how a day one bitch gon change up
Oh they taking shot now
**** it bitch I done got my range up
I done got my aim up
Kenny Turnup I done got my name up
Feeling like I came up
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up
We was down bad, ****ing about to change up
With this brown bag full of all this paper
In the club, drunk, holding all these chains up
These hoes round, act like we famous
Oh Yeah it lit now how can you blame us
It's lit now how can you blame us
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up
Oh yeah it's lit now I hope they don't change up
Soon as money get involved they gon change up
Imma stack this cash and go get my ranger
Just in case one of my *****s change up
Cause money turn a ***** soul into Satan
Half these *****s faking, probably won't make it
Know they pissed and terrified they can't make it
Heard we ballin', now they mad they can't take it
Say he thuggin', but we know that he faking
Where I come from ***** we known for that takin'
Florida ***** so you know I'm gon make it
Catch me deep in
Shout out to my and all my Jamacians
All my people came from nothing, we taking
Hope they never change up on me
I'm the one they praying on just to make it
Lord forgive me if he change I erase 'em
Let this chopper take his soul I earsed 'em
when he pull up he won't make it
I ain't never been the type to start faking
Pull the burner out these *****s start shaking
Fattest mother****er running like Walter Payton
Chop a mother****er turn a thug occupation
Money make a day one mother****er start hating
Hope these mother****ers never change up
And I never understood how a day one bitch gon change up
Oh they taking shot now
**** it bitch I done got my range up
I done got my aim up
Kenny Turnup I done got my name up
Feeling like I came up
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up
We was down bad, ****ing about to change up
With this brown bag full of all this paper
In the club, drunk, holding all these chains up
These hoes round, act like we famous
Oh Yeah it lit now how can you blame us
It's lit now how can you blame us
I hope none of my bitches change up
Damn, I just hope none my bitches change up