People all in my business
Homies saying I'm changing
Calling me on my downtime
I can't pick up my phone because I just got home
And I've been gone two months my time is spent
I got a fiance take a while to adjust being home then I'm gone again
How the fuck you know how much money's in
My bank account, its funny the assumption made
Crumbs don't become a cake overnight
On the road for over fifty-something days
And I still can't post a GoFundMe page
Without a dumbass telling me, you got it, Rittz
So many hands in my pocket
I feel like the cops are frisking me looking for my dollar bills
I took 'em so low on the OD tour, lost like fifty-five grand
Lesson learned, I can't afford to bust shit
I told my girl we gotta cancel our plans
And I went off on a tangent
A wreck, cause I'm panicking
Life as a rambling man disappearing
And I'm damned and I can see they can't get a handle of saying it
But do it for my handful of fans
And I still ain't changed
People change and I don't know why
Cause I'm still the same old me
Money come and go, but so what?
I'm still the same old me
Look, might've seen me on a poster or the grocery store
People that are scared to approach me are
I write raps for a living and I'm overjoyed
And even if I get no awards for my music
Fans say it helped them cope before
Sometimes the sky can seem so out of reach
When you're sitting on the ocean floor
I did Breakfast with Sway
On shade forty-five with Heather B
You can see the YouTube video
Where the mic fell, shit was embarrassing
Did a song with Trae the Truth
And man, I just did a video with Twista
Shit I think somebody needa pinch my arm
Here, lets take a picture for the Instagram
This is famous fam with no Travis Barker
Tagging Rittz bitch with a magic marker
The Agora Theater in Cleveland to Phoenix
It's like I'm on a magic carpet
Sold out shows, I was up in the arena with Tech
Then I flew back home to Atlanta, did a show for my homie
Only twenty-five people was there, but I rocked that bitch
Cause I still ain't changed
People change and I don't know why
Cause I'm still the same old me
Money come and go, but so what?
I'm still the same old me
One time for the dreamers
I pray your day will soon come
It's hard to know what you here for
It'll reveal itself in due time
I rap with friends who ain't made it
Let your lyrics channel through mine
Two times for the fans that motivated me the minute I started to lose sight
They be showing up in each, state
Fans overseas saying peace, mate
They loving the lyrics because they re-late
They give me the motivation to cre-ate
When I'm fettered it gets hard for me to see, straight
To my family I used to be a di-sgrace
The time I'm spending rapping was a big, waste
But I finally got a record deal a big, break
The paper 'til the muscles in our feet, ache
And finally I got to have a sweet, taste
Of victory, picture me rolling with the homies C-N-T, mane
Everybody in the world wanna de-bate
Who's better Meek, Drake?
I'm just hoping that I reach, they
Level, went back-to-back-to-back
Haters saying he, changed
Still got the same homies
People change and I don't know why
Cause I'm still the same old me
Money come and go, but so what?
I'm still the same old me