Don't Change Nuttin' ft. Mozzy Lyrics

Marvel, you a deadbeat

DJ Flippp, make the money flip

Big glizzy, 41, spit out four fees

Send him up to the nosebleeds

At least one confirmed kill when you applying for the wrong team

GSR particles its all part of this long sleeve

Shh, be quiet, they get up on you, just don't sing

Wasn't a word uttered out, this word to my co-Ds

I don't want it around my circumference, he won't squeeze

Deadass, bet you I'ma let off the whole thing

Bet back, same hood, different mother, that don't change nothing

Cause we related through this gang, share the same suckers

Same thumper, utilized, but on different skits

Aye, well aware, who got the bity lit

Northside legend, well respected around the city, they all fuck with me

I can't do no new friends cause they make me feel uncomfortably

Im ridin by myself, except my Blicky keep me company

Fell in love with this money, thinkin' she the one for me

You know who to call, you need some P's, Still got the same number

We still load up on them skits, On god, still got them same thumpers

I heard he couldn't squeeze it, call him Adam, he got no jumper

Tell the fam I love Em' everyday, ain't gettin' no younger

Copped the pounds in Cali, cause he get them for a low number

Come back to Flood the City every year, straight for four summers

Go ahead and check my file, they gon' label us some roadrunners

Packs comin' through the border, immigration like some foreigners

Can't send the cash through TSA, be givin' up some forfeitures

Drought up in the desert, but we never heard of shortages

Remember days was broke, so you know money, what the motive is

There's pain behind my eyes, I just hope nobody notices

Another opp got shot, I just sent em' my condolences

The coppas pull us over, baby, you gon' have to hold this bitch

I can't tote no guns, so if they ask, I ain't disclosin' it

Plug, he show me love, he send a box, the im unloading it

Northside legend, well-respected, round the city, they all fuck with me

I can't do no new friends, cause they make me feel uncomfortably

Ridin' by myself, except my blicky, keep me company

Fell in love with this money, thinkin' she the one for me

You know who to call, you need some P's, Still got the same number

We still load up on them skits, on God, still got them same thumpers

I heard he couldn't squeeze it call em' Adam, he got no jumper

Tell the fam I love em', everyday they ain't gettin' no younger