This is a song by the name ofSitch Naked and Straight Cook, the motherfuckerRap, soundSoon as you get money, all these niggas say you changedNiggas way back then said they won't smoke, won't do a thingNever said I was gangsta, but the infinite dude got rangeNot a nigga that I used to be, can't lie to you, * changedThrow on some ring, I throw on some flake, but them bitches be watchingGet to the money, that's all I can do, but don't hate on me, clackLook at my pockets, you see they dignaut it, you know I'ma tap itFunk on the baddest, she bouncing all on it, I call it hydraulicsBusiness is business, I do what I did, just to make me a privateHating that nigga, you goofy, that nigga, you know you should stop itA to my grandma and A to my grandma, I ain't got no watch100's in blue, yeah, R.I.P. New, shout out to SlouchyI get the bag, I'ma farm itYou know I'm done with that homie *I'm feeling blessed, I'm in the moodYou niggas callin' it confidentRiding on 20, I'm blowin', I'm stickin'I'm thinkin' bout all my accomplishmentsYou niggas flawed, no, you ain't *I keep the sauce like a condimentTalkin' to Radar, I'm under itThey know they count, got the summer litRappers, my kids, I be sunnin' itRoll me a blunt, drop another hitThe pain in my eyes won't leave, I swear to this permanentThe demons I'm fightin' ain't permanentI swear to God that I'm fortunateLet's go, let's goSoon as you get money, all these niggasSay you changedNiggas way back then saidWon't smoke, won't do a thingNever said I was gangsta, but that infinite dude got rangeNot a nigga that I used to beCan't lie to you, * changedThrow on some ring, I throw on some flavorThem bitches be rushin', yeahGet to the money, that's all I can doBut them haters be clockin', yeahLook at my pockets, you see they dig not itYou know I'ma top it, yeahFunk on the bed, this * bouncin' all on itI call it hydraulics, yeahBusiness is business, I do what I doThey just make me a private, yeahI ain't that nigga, you goofyThat nigga, you know you should stop it, yeahA to my grandma and A to my grandmaAin't got no wash, yeahHunnits in blue, the R.I.P. noShout out to slouches, yeahShout out to slouches, yeah, yeahCush got me coughin', yeah, yeahI lead the way, I set the trendsI do it all, yeah, yeahGo on some jerk, yeah, yeahBig niggas skrrt, yeah, yeahNiggas don't know though, I be movin' doloI shoot like Missouri, yeahKeep it up, man, you niggas ain't with meYou just stick around for the moneyBuy a chalene and let her goI show off and I look French on her homeBut back to the story, I'm back in my bagFrom good to great, from good to greatPut in the time and I done seen niggas turn love to hateSoon as you get money out, these niggas say you changedNiggas way back then said, well, smoke offNever said, oh, thanks, but I never think you got rankedNot a nigga that I used to beCan't lie to you, * changed