Artist: G-Unit
Album:  The Beauty of Independence
Song:   Changes
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[50 Cent]
All I hear is Jimmy want my shit to flop, Dre don't care if I blow
Goddamn, all this from fuckin sellin headphones?
Chris died, Theo didn't show up to a nigga wake
Which indicate the team I thought we built, it was fuckin fake
Barry's drunk, Barry dump, Barry's in the pen' again
I'm back at the drawin board, somebody call Eminem
These days can't believe what you hear on the street
That nigga said he owns the team, he only owns the seat
That's fool's gold we sold you, you fools, I watch you buy it
What's this here is some kind of new hustle, I might try it
This flow got us all put on, so I know I'm nice

[Young Buck]
Fuckin with the wrong bitches got me cold as ice

[Chorus: 50 Cent] + (Young Buck)
These niggaz'll change on you
I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me
(Shawty changed on me)
(It's the Unit, ain't nothin changed - yeah)
Now they hate everythang I do
I can't help but win, I'm a winner, nigga you changed on me
(Niggaz'll change on ya, damn)
(Bitches'll change on ya)

[Kidd Kidd]
Guess I gotta stop postin all this money on Instagram
They welcome you with open arms and open hands
I ain't rich like 50, I just know the man
Red emoji faces in your text, I know you mad
Pinch me a few dollars, more than sure you can
When you ballin the world's on your shoulder pads
I don't owe you nothin, they bustin, you ain't bang back
You never fronted me nothin I couldn't bring back
They gave dap, now they say you never gave back
You never gave me nothin I couldn't pay back
Now you talkin to the Feds because you ain't fed
Give a nigga a foot, they want your whole leg

[Young Buck] + (Kidd Kidd)
Ay Kidd; fuck what he said, tell 'em get his own bread
If niggaz got a problem (that's a code red)
That's when niggaz pull up with long dreads
Bumbaclot man, shootin at your forehead!

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

[Kidd Kidd]
They say family's first
But family is the first to get you hurt
And these hoes even worse
All these riches a gift

[Lloyd Banks]
And a curse
Hate runnin all through the tree, thought they be rootin for me
Backstabbin, lies stackin, the truth is gory
Forever holdin onto grudges from my early struggles
They see you go out and get it, then want it from you
Say you'll never be a winner, show up at your parade
Outside showin you smiles, inside hopin it fades
Rather be low now, money over the stage
Sanity over fame, eye-candy callin your name
But it changes, their love is dangerous
Fog up your aim, it's a million ways to hit them cages, shit's contagious
Forget my favors, I'm outta here, flippin pages
You're slippin backwards, goin with all the other actors

[Tony Yayo]
The limelight is hot, I ain't ask to be here
The money and the power make problems disappear
People change like the weather
I weather the storm until it's better
And these fake ass niggaz wanna shake my hand
Instagram hoes backstage with fans
And these snakes in the grass ain't a part of my plans
Stab me in my back and they say I changed

[Chorus] w/ minor variations

[Outro: Young Buck]
Some of these muh'fuckers change for the worse though
Some niggaz change for the better
Some bitches just'll never change, hahaha
Some of these hoes'll never change man, yeah