Change? Shit. I guess change is good for any of us. Whatever it takes for any of y'all niggas to get up out the hood. But shit, I'm with you. I ain't mad at you. Got nothin' but love for you. Do your thing, boy. Yeah. All the homies that I ain't talk to, well, I'ma send this one out for y'all. Know what I mean? Cause I ain't mad at ya. Heard y'all tearin' up shit out there. Kickin' up dust. Givin' a motherfuck. Yeah, niggas. Cause I ain't mad at ya. Now we was once two niggas 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 stressed to Y-A and hit the hood swole. Remember when you had a jerry curl? Didn't quite learn. On the block with your Glock, trippin' off Sherm. Collect calls to the tilt, sayin' how you changed. Oh, you a Muslim now? No more dope games. Heard you might be comin' home, just got bail. Wanna go to the mosque, don't wanna chase tail. As soon as I lost my lil' homie, he's a changed man. Hit the pen and now no sendin' is the game plan. When I talk about money, all you see is the struggle. When I tell you I'm livin' large, you tell me it's trouble. Congratulations on the wedding. I hope your wife knows she got a player for life. And that's no bullshittin'. I know we grew apart, you probably don't remember. I used to be for your sister, but now I'm a winner-bender. And I can see us after school. We bomb on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on. Now the whole shit's changed, and we don't even kick it. Got a big money scheme, and you ain't even with it. Knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad. Go toe-to-toe when it's time for gold, you gotta bump his back. And I can't even trip, cause I'm just laughin' at ya. You tryin' hard to maintain, then go ahead, cause I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. We used to be like distant cousins, fightin', playin' dozens. Whole neighborhood buzzin', knowin' that we buzzin'. Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs. I'm gettin' bits and I reminiscin' all the time. We said, aside, bumpin' and grindin', wasn't nothin' on our mind. In time, we learned to live a life of drunk. But grind us back to a time was much too young enough. I caught a felony lovin' the way the guns blow. And even though we separated, you said that you'd wait. Don't get nobody, no coochie while I be locked up state. I kissed my momma goodbye, wiped the tears from her lonely eyes. Said I'll return, but I gotta fight to fix the ride. Don't shed a tear, cause momma ain't happy here. I've been tryin', no more smiles for a couple years. They got you goin' mad, I'm knockin' busters on they backs. And myself, pickin' 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 fucked down. The homies wanna kick it, but I'm just laughin' at ya. Cause you's a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. But you're a down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at ya. Well guess who's movin' up, it's niggas ballin' now. Bitches be callin' to get it, hookers keep fallin' down. He went from nothin' to lots, ten carrots to rocks. Went from a nobody nigga to the big man on the block. He's Mr. Local Celebrity, addicted to movin' keys. Most hated by enemies, escapin' the luxury. See first you was our nigga, but you made it, so the choice is made. Now we gotta slay you while you faded. In the younger days, so full of man when the weapons blaze. Gettin' so high off that bomb, hopin' we make it to the better days. Cause rhyme pays, and in time, you'll find a rhyme ablaze. You'll feel the fire from the niggas in my younger days. So many changed on me, so many tried to plot, that I keep a Glock inside my head. When will it stop? Shall 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 laughin' at ya. Niggas just don't know. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. No. I ain't mad at ya. I ain't mad at ya. No. I ain't mad at ya.