Money Don’t Change You Gunna

[Chorus]
Oh, hope that money don't change you
Oh-oh-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, mmh

[Verse 1]
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, didn't 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 I'm in UK I fuck real tings
They hate to see you smile when your grill bling
I'm ballin', I have fun like the little league
You niggas gangrene, them racks can't change me

[Chorus]
Oh, hope that money don't change you
Oh-oh-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, mmh