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  • Change, ************t
    I guess change is good for any of us
    Whatever it take for any of y'all *******s to get up out the hood
    ************t, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
    Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

    Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
    I'mma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
    Cause I ain't mad at cha
    Heard y'all tearing up ************t out there, kicking up dust
    [Danny Boy] I ain't...
    Giving a mother*******, heheheheheh
    Yeah, *******s
    [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
    Cause I ain't mad at cha


    Now we was once two *******s of the same kind
    Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
    You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
    Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
    'member when you had a Jheri curl didn't quite learn
    On the block, witcha Glock, trippin off sherm
    Collect calls to the crib, saying how you've changed
    Oh you a Muslim now? No more **** game
    Heard you might be coming home, just got bail
    Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
    I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
    Hit the pen and now no sinning is the game plan
    When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
    When I tell you I'm living large you tell me it's trouble
    Congratulations on the wedding, I hope your wife know
    She got a playa for life, and that's no bull************tting
    I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
    I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
    And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
    On the first mother******* with the wrong ************t on
    Now the whole ************t's changed, and we don't even kick it
    Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
    Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother******* that
    Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back
    And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughing at cha
    You trying hard to maintain, then go head
    Cause I ain't mad at cha
    (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)


    I ain't - mad - at cha
    I ain't mad at cha
    I ain't - mad - at cha


    We used to be like distant cousins, fighting, playing dozens
    Whole neighborhood buzzing, knowing that we wasn't
    Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
    I'm getting blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
    Besides, bumping n grinding wasn't nothing on our mind
    In time we learned to live a life of crime
    Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
    I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
    And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
    Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
    I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
    Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
    Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
    I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
    They got me going mad, I'm knocking busters on they backs
    In my cell, thinking, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
    As soon as I touch down
    I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get ****** down
    The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughing at cha
    Cause you's a down ass ************, and I ain't mad at cha


    Well guess who's moving up, this *******'s ballin now
    ******* be calling to get it, ******s keep fallin down
    He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
    Went from a nobody ******* to the big man on the block
    He's Mr. Local celebrity, addicted to move a key
    Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
    See, first you was our ******* but you made it, so the choice is made
    Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
    So full of pain while the weapons blaze
    Getting so high off that bomb hoping we make it, to the better days
    Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
    You'll feel the fire from the *******s in my younger days
    So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
    That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
    Til God return me to my essence
    Cause even as an adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
    So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
    I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
    They got so much to say, but I'm just laughing at cha
    You *******s just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha
  • Change, ************t
    I guess change is good for any of us
    Whatever it take for any of y'all *******s to get up out the hood
    ************t, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at cha
    Got nuttin' but love for ya, do your thing, boy

    Yeah, all the homies that I ain't talk to in a while
    I'mma send this one out for y'all, knahmean?
    Cause I ain't mad at cha
    Heard y'all tearing up ************t out there, kicking up dust
    [Danny Boy] I ain't...
    Giving a mother*******, heheheheheh
    Yeah, *******s
    [Danny Boy] ...mad at cha
    Cause I ain't mad at cha


    Now we was once two *******s of the same kind
    Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
    You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
    Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
    'member when you had a Jheri curl didn't quite learn
    On the block, witcha Glock, trippin off sherm
    Collect calls to the crib, saying how you've changed
    Oh you a Muslim now? No more **** game
    Heard you might be coming home, just got bail
    Wanna go to the Mosque, don't wanna chase tail
    I seems I lost my little homie he's a changed man
    Hit the pen and now no sinning is the game plan
    When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
    When I tell you I'm living large you tell me it's trouble
    Congratulations on the wedding, I hope your wife know
    She got a playa for life, and that's no bull************tting
    I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember
    I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
    And I can see us after school, we'd bomb
    On the first mother******* with the wrong ************t on
    Now the whole ************t's changed, and we don't even kick it
    Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it
    Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same mother******* that
    Go toe to toe when it's time to roll you got a brother's back
    And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughing at cha
    You trying hard to maintain, then go head
    Cause I ain't mad at cha
    (Hmm, I ain't mad at cha)


    I ain't - mad - at cha
    I ain't mad at cha
    I ain't - mad - at cha


    We used to be like distant cousins, fighting, playing dozens
    Whole neighborhood buzzing, knowing that we wasn't
    Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
    I'm getting blitzed and I reminisce on all the times we shared
    Besides, bumping n grinding wasn't nothing on our mind
    In time we learned to live a life of crime
    Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
    I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow
    And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait
    Don't give nobody no coochie while I'll be locked up state
    I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
    Said I'll return but I gotta fight the fate's arrived
    Don't shed a tear, cause Mama I ain't happy here
    I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
    They got me going mad, I'm knocking busters on they backs
    In my cell, thinking, "Hell, I know one day I'll be back"
    As soon as I touch down
    I told my girl I'll be there, so prepare, to get ****** down
    The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughing at cha
    Cause you's a down ass ************, and I ain't mad at cha


    Well guess who's moving up, this *******'s ballin now
    ******* be calling to get it, ******s keep fallin down
    He went from nuttin' to lots, ten carats to rock
    Went from a nobody ******* to the big man on the block
    He's Mr. Local celebrity, addicted to move a key
    Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
    See, first you was our ******* but you made it, so the choice is made
    Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
    So full of pain while the weapons blaze
    Getting so high off that bomb hoping we make it, to the better days
    Cause crime pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme'll blaze
    You'll feel the fire from the *******s in my younger days
    So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
    That I keep a Glock beside my head, when will it stop?
    Til God return me to my essence
    Cause even as an adolescent, I refuse to be a convalescent
    So many questions, and they ask me if I'm still down
    I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now?
    They got so much to say, but I'm just laughing at cha
    You *******s just don't know, but I ain't mad at cha