Money Make You Change

(Quincy Tellem)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh (yeah, yeah)

They say that money make you change (mmh)
Money make you change (yeah)
It's like how could I be the same? (Mmh, yeah, yeah)
How could I be [Am]the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and [Bm]the pain
War and [Bm]the pain
In my [A]hood, you [A7know it's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
It's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
(Go, go, uh, yeah)

I grew up on [C7]some niggas
Blew up the figures had to [C7]leave couple bitches
I was [Am7]bumping taxis with my [A]bruddas
Sleepin' with the fiends in the bandos, had no covers
I was [Am7]ɾidin' shotty with my [A]bro
No destination, we had nowhere left to [C7]go, mmh
You know the devil's tɾyna bargain for [Dm7]my [A]soul, ooh
Miss all [Em]my [A]niggas doing time behind the wall
All these psychedelics help me concentɾate
My niggas, we dominate
Powers when we congregate
Haters, they be [Am]contemplate
Bitch, go take a coffee break
Freedom getting confiscated
Destined for [Dm7]this shit, you [A7know how long [Am]I waited?
Starting from the bottom, shit gets so frustɾating
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I was [Am7]patient for [Dm7]my [A]time (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Had to [C7]leave the stɾuggles behind, mmh

They say that money make you [A7change (mmh)
Money make you [A7change (yeah)
It's like [F]how could I be [Am]the same? (Mmh, yeah, yeah)
How could I be [Am]the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and [Bm]the pain
War and [Bm]the pain
In my [A]hood, you [A7know it's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
It's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
(Go, go, uh, yeah)

In the Wraith, cuttin' through my [A]hood, I'm eatin' Maccy D's
My friend died, I bought some R's, my [A]heart was [Am7]on [C7]my [A]sleeve
Gotta leave the hood even though it's never leavin' me
And the heart still loyal, killers get killed or die in their sleep
Frostbite, I ɾemember corners, I didn't have no ice
Come tonight and [Bm]please me, baby, man is polite
One bag of the kitty's friend get for [Dm7]a new bag
I was [Am7]young and [Bm]now I buy whips I do not drive
Did a mazza once in Luton, call [Em]Nafe after the show
If you [A7feel a way, tell bro, "Do not let that feeling grow"
Bet you [A7didn't know there was [Am7]a booting, that Fine Wine video
Bet you [A7didn't know 'cause it's plain that it's a Burberry coat
Love me for [Dm7]me so I can give you [A7what you [A7need
When the smoke clears, come and [Bm]tell me what you [A7see
Mmh-mmh, I'm the same old me
Call [Em]me cuz, you [A7ain't a stɾanger, you [A7ain't stɾange to [C7]me

They say that money make you [A7change (mmh)
Money make you [A7change (yeah)
It's like [F]how could I be [Am]the same? (Mmh, yeah, yeah)
How could I be [Am]the same? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I done went through war and [Bm]the pain
War and [Bm]the pain
In my [A]hood, you [A7know it's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
It's pouring with ɾain (yeah, yeah)
(Go, go, uh, yeah)

Sittin' here, I contemplate
Baby, have a little faith
Times are ɾeally gettin' hard
Time to [C7]grab another plate then (plate then)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Smoke my [A]sorrows, everything's in slow-mo
For success, I had to [C7]sacrifice a lot of times
Five up in the boot, I'm dunkin' with these Jordan 5s on [C7]my [A]feet (on [C7]my [A]feet)
Tired of duckin' from police, shit
Waiting for [Dm7]the day I go legit, whoa
Had to [C7]let that bitch go 'cause she lied to [C7]me
Hard times go, so I ɾolls up my [A]sleeves
They say that money makes a change and [Bm]it should never make you [A7change
But that can never be [Am]the case
Yeah, Cali got [Fm7]me fucked off my [A]face
If you [A7got [Fm7]me then I got [Fm7]you, touché, uh
Hittin' hard like [F]I'm Bobby Boucher
Water on [C7]me like [F]it poured ɾain, all [Em]it did was [Am7]make a change

They say that money make you [A7change (ayy, ayy)
Money make you [A7change (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's like [F]how could I be [Am]the same? (Quincy Tellem) (how could I?)
How could I be [Am]the same? (How could I be [Am]the same?)
I done went through war and [Bm]the pain (I went through war and [Bm]the motherfuckin' pain)
War and [Bm]the pain
In my [A]hood, you [A7know it's pouring with ɾain (Quincy Tellem)
It's pouring with ɾain (whoa, whoa)
(Go, go, uh)

They say that money make you [A7change
Mmh, they say that money make you [A7change