I AIN'T MAD AT CHA

Change, shit I guess change ain't good for any of us Whatever it take to get y'all boys out the hood I ain't mad at ya, just do your thing boy Be great Unh Cardell, Cardell, Cardell Okay Unh, unh, unh, unh Had to get a bag and then I blew it up Left a nigga down and now they askin' what I'm doin' up Brody poundin' stacks, I told my nigga he could move it up Yeah, my dawg an addy, I got bold and started chewin' up I can't even talk about the things I did, I'm done from it Used to duck them charges like Sha'Carri had to run from it Now we chasin' back and throwin' guns just for the fun of it Yeah, he used to hatin', now the money do want some of it Hold on, hold on, I'ma pop out I got the Rollie on my wrist, so nigga, you gon' watch out I did the dash and crashed the whip, so nigga, I'ma hop out Red and blue shoes, I'm not 12, but I'm a cop now And all they do is talk now I can't f*ck with niggas, cause y'all niggas just be too funny Money never sad, but you know that I got blue money I ain't tryna brag, I wipe his nose, it was too runny Got them niggas mad, now they gone, f*ck them two dummies But I ain't mad at ya, I got the stash and I threw another bag at ya And your friends got you happy, oh, it's gas in ya I know them niggas, they be jealous, I be smashin' ya And I ain't passin' ya, yes, I ain't mad at ya I got the stash, and I threw another bag at ya And your friends got you happy, oh, it's gas in ya I know them niggas, they be jealous, I be smashin' ya And I ain't passin' ya, but I ain't mad at ya But I'm a damager Shout-out to my cousin, he my OG and my manager He taught me what I know with livin' life just like an amateur Called my nigga Jay, he finna throw another bandz at ya Nigga was an amateur, I was on the block when I really wasn't supposed to be Now I'm at the top, I see how everybody notice me Always staying fresh, because you know that's how the motives be K Smoove on my arm, and baby girl, yeah, you should know it's me Sometimes I just don't know what to say, nigga But like a bench warmer, I don't really play, nigga I got my chopper just in case I gotta spray, niggas Just like a mannequin, you know that nigga fake, nigga That shit ain't okay, nigga, beam with a scope, shawty You know I love it when you clean like some soap, shawty I know you hate it when I'm always saying no, shawty If it ain't me, then I can't see yourself with nobody Acting like a hoe shawty But I ain't mad at ya, I got the stash, and I'm threw another bag at ya And your friend got you happy, yo, it's Gass in ya I know them niggas, they be jealous, I be smashing ya And I ain't passing ya, cause I ain't mad at ya I got the stash, and I'm throw another bag at ya And your friend got you happy, yo, it's Gass in ya I know them niggas, they be jealous, I be smashing ya And I ain't passing ya, but I ain't mad at ya I got the stash, and I'm throw another bag at ya And your friend got you happy, yo, it's Gass in ya I know them niggas, they be jealous, I be smashing ya And I ain't passing ya, because I ain't mad at ya I got the stash, and I'm throw another bag at ya And your friends got you happy, yo it's gas in ya I know them niggas they be jealous , I be smashing ya But I ain't passing ya , cuz I ain't mad at cha