I Didn't Change 2018 Remaster E

Black Blood, Feel me. Yeah. Sly. Bonzi J. Wells. Kurupt Young Gotti nigga. Feel me. Real talk. Gangsta. My life, My family hate me, wanna execute me, Fuck around and shoot me dead. Do I gotta change my whole mind state? The rebirth of the new nickel and eight. I gotta go to a different world, 'cause right Here is a motherfuckin' nightmare. It's Young Gotti, I'm always the motherfuckin' Underdog, dog. Wait a minute, I got a question For y'all. Do family turn they back over emotions Or acts? Turn they back over emotional acts? Do they fall in emotional traps? Do it transpire into emotional claps for nickels and Macks over bread and bitches? Poetics and raps, or who you choose to do Business with or perhaps we talkin' 'bout family. I can't believe my eyes. It's the stand up, fall and rise. All 'cause how? 'Cause we fuckin' with Blood. All this nigga hot 'cause we fuckin' with cuz. All this nigga got problems because of this. He read an article and thought a nigga tried To diss. When we was young we used to Roll like an Armada. Before the pimp game kicked in and popped collars. Me and one of my brothers used to be The tightest group. And to this motherfuckin' day we The tightest crew. I can't help it if a Nigga's made a sudden change. Would it be a different game if it wasn't Change? Would we be as close as we was In '93? I can't help but think a little Bit differently. I can't help but think we might Even be closer. Used to be back to back holdin' toasters. I didn't change when y'all niggas wanted to stay. I didn't change when things wasn't goin' our way. I didn't change when y'all niggas wanted to burst. The shoe was on a different foot and the Roles reversed. I didn't change when niggas used to call us Wack. Like fuck the West Coast and never call Us back. I didn't change when niggas was talkin' Shit. Talk about they ain't fuckin' with us. I never changed nigga. To homies. Give me mines. Give me mines nigga. This is for the homies. It was 1993. Love y'all cuz. Homies. Homies. Homies. Homies. This Is for the homies. I'm 'bout to change the Motherfuckin' rules. Head first like wild motherfuckin' bulls. I'ma make somethin' for niggas to link about. And leave the whole hood with somethin' to think About. I can't help but think a million times Out a day. A nigga got about a million Things he gotta say. I never been the type To beat around the bush. My big homie introduced me to bitches and kush. God grant me with the strength to go the Length or width. With a little bit of that And a bit of this. It's fucked up that A nigga that I barely know. Will give it up to me but my homies Won't. My success pattern is in a constant shake. It's like filmmaking with no film to make. It's like hang glidin' but I can't hang. And now niggas tryna kick me out my gang. All because of where I choose to lay my Hat. All because of where a motherfucker's at. I'm feelin' like I'm fallin' like dead leaves. Or like I'm swingin' from vines like Tarzan. I'm 'bout to take another trip to Tarzana. Pop somethin' 'fore a motherfucker go bananas. Rack up the gauge, 'cause I can feel it Comin'. It's the heat, I hum in the summers, I feel it comin'. My kids my main priority. Youth-thority, agility, ability. My tranquility to toss a typhoon at the moon. Hurricane spread through the saloon like galleon Goons and harpoons. I could do this shit by myself. I'd rather be read than placed back on the Shelf. I'm a motherfuckin' G nigga. Forever 'til I die, GP nigga. I love y'all cuz