Money Don’t Change You

[Chorus] Oh, hope that money don't change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money don't change you All that pain, we remain cool It's a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh [Verse 1] Got a check, got me flossing on my worst day Got some diamonds, water water if you thirsty Got a pint, quarter pound, this a presy Young Gunna Gunna drippin' feng shui Gave your bitch a hundred, didn't have no change Dolce and Gabanna with some clear frames Bitches wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist blang AP wrist game, whippin' big things When I'm in UK I fuck real tings They hate to see you smile when your grill bling I'm ballin', I have fun like the little league You niggas gangrene, them racks can't change me [Chorus] Oh, hope that money don't change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money don't change you All that pain, we remain cool It's a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh [Verse 2] Talking to my cousin through the wall Know they're waiting on my downfall They keep calling, getting the dialtone I don't want to talk at all You was hating 'fore I made it You don't want me to see greatness I don't want to share relations, nah I don't want to shake your hand at all We all the same, my niggas plan to ball It's forever fuck the law, I forever rock G-Raw Today you ran into a star, yeah I might say drip in ever bar, yeah I won't trade this shit at all [Chorus] Oh, hope that money don't change you Oh-oh-oh, hope that money don't change you All that pain, we remain cool It's a shame what that fame do Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh