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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gunna
Gunna
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dy Krazy
Dy Krazy
Songwriter
Gunna
Gunna
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dy Krazy
Dy Krazy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, hope that money don't change you
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
[Verse 2]
Get a check, got me flossin' on my worst day
Got some diamonds, water water if you thirsty
Got a pint, quarter pound, this is perci
Young Gunna Gunna drippin' feng shui
Give your bitch a hundred, didn't have no change
Dolce and Gabbana with some clear frames
Bithces wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist bling
A.P. wrist game, whippin' big things
When I'm in UK, I feel real things
They hate to see you smile when your grill bling
I'm ballin', I have fun like the little league
You **** gangrene, them racks can't change me
[Verse 3]
Oh, hope that money don't change you
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
[Verse 4]
Talkin' to my cousin through the wall
Lord, they waitin' on my downfall
They keep callin', gettin' that dialtone
I don't wanna talk at all
You was hatin' 'fore I made it, you don't want me to see greatness
I don't wanna share relations, nah
I don't wanna shake your hand at all
We all the same, my **** 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 every bar, yeah
I won't trade this shit at all
[Verse 5]
Oh, hope that money don't change you
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
Written by: Dwan Avery, Sergio Kitchens
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