Some Things Never Change Rittz

Verse 1:
Drum got me on a beat
So I had to go in
Bossin' up like Travis O'Guin
Snappin' like an apple tree
That got a broke branch
Then I'm leavin', dick so big
Gotta grab with both hands
Mighta grown a whole inch
I done lost weight
Got paid so much dirty money
That I had to go rinse
Gold drip got me so drenched
Homie, I'm straight
Me and Benjamin Franklin got a bromance
Now we more than close friends
Fuck with him and we gon' throw hands
Got smoke like a barbeque rub
Now my homies are some killers
They don't fuck around with heroin
But lookin' for a spot to shoot up
Try as hard as you want
People get on stealin' my style
(?)
Thе new Corvette look just likе
A Testarossa until you see
A real Ferrari pull up
Fuck it, I'ma do stunts
On these one trick ponies
Left Strange, but it's love
I just want Tech money
I'm already cuttin' edge
I don't gotta dress funny
For attention some of them
Be lookin' suspect to me
Fruity Pebble lookin' ass boy
This a first class flow
You could take a crash course
Hire you a swag coach
What I got inside it can't be taught
I got it natural
Back before I ever had an afro
That won't change