text: Oh, hope that money dont change you
  Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you
  All that pain, we remain cool
  Its a shame what that fame do
  Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh
  Got a check, got me flossing on my worst day
  Got some diamonds, water water if you thirsty
  Got a pint, quarter pound, this a presy
  Young Gunna Gunna drippin feng shui
  Gave your bitch a hundred, didnt have no change
  Dolce and Gabanna with some clear frames
  Bitches wanna fuck me cause my wrist blang
  AP wrist game, whippin big things
  When Im in UK I fuck real tings
  They hate to see you smile when your grill bling
  Im ballin, I have fun like the little league
  You niggas gangrene, them racks cant change me
  Oh, hope that money dont change you
  Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you
  All that pain, we remain cool
  Its a shame what that fame do
  Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh
  Talking to my cousin through the wall
  Know theyre waiting on my downfall
  They keep calling, getting the dialtone
  I dont want to talk at all
  You was hating fore I made it
  You dont want me to see greatness
  I dont want to share relations, nah
  I dont want to shake your hand at all
  We all the same, my niggas plan to ball
  Its forever fuck the law, I forever rock G-Raw
  Today you ran into a star, yeah
  I might say drip in ever bar, yeah
  I wont trade this shit at all
  Oh, hope that money dont change you
  Oh-oh-oh, hope that money dont change you
  All that pain, we remain cool
  Its a shame what that fame do
  Feed your fam and just stay humble, mmh