Fredo Santana - Change lyrics

[Hook:] I be countin hundreds, counting faces, getting paid She gon' bust for me, then she gone do my team True religions saggin', or the Robin Jeans A lot of n***as changed, just because I'm getting change [Verse 1: Fredo Santana] Money change n***as, but I change money Try to rob me, then you know some shots comin GBE, glory boyz, we can't go for nothing 40 in my pocket, bake yo a** like a oven Whole team real n***as, we don't feel n***as I ain't gotta shoot you I'll send my lil n***as Sneak dissin and hatin on my downfall I'm in the trap, movin bags the size of baseballs Cash out, j**ish lawyer, now the case closed n***as haters, when I pull up see they face froze I be counting hunneds talking real pesos Give you a halo, your b**h want Fredo [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Durk] Sag my Robin Jeans, they see my polo draws I can't change, realest n***a of them all I'm a ball like I'm Jeremy Lin These n***as round me, I can never miss Real n***as in my eyes We the team b**h Just to be around, she gone do the team quick Me and Fredo, Pour up the lean sh** Rob who? we'll get you clapped if you ain't mean it Claim 3hunna, that's my sum up Wifin' all these hoes I dont love 'em Call chief Wuk, he gotta pump bruh We on your bumper, so don't get slumped up (L's) [Hook] [Verse 3: Gino Marley] Too many faces on me, I could hardly count 'em All this money, all this cash, counting smoking sour All these shots up in this choppa cause a bullet shower All this money that I'm throwing, that's a money shower Connect call, I'm done less than an hour Money, respect and all that come with the power Gino Marley I don't play, I sleep next to a llama I can't change, get changed if you become a problem All we know is grind come from the bottom If we ain't got it pull the caper, just to solve the problem All we know is grind come from the bottom If we ain't got it pull the caper, just to change the problem [Hook] [Verse 4: Capo] Got a lot of change, it's me and my team Steady counting Franklins, the b**hes know my name Ball out control and got a lot of robin jeans Don't mix me with the rappin, boy I clap heat Half these n***as fake cause they ain't in the streets Signing checks, b**h I'm ballin need no receipts Lot of foreign thots, ridin' around in foreign drops Foreign thots who given top, for the opps I got 100 shots Dope smoking that's 365, b**h chasin me I know why Cause my bands up and money fly Flex on broke n***as you know why Dope smokin thats 365, b**h chasin me I know why Cause my bands up and money fly Flex on broke boys you know why [Hook] [Verse 5: Ballout] I be countin' faces, I don't take no f**ing change I just hit the cable just finessed on a stain If you don't know me, Im Ballout from the streets b**h we run the streets, f** n***a don't want no beef I be so damn fresh, I be lookin like a geek Gucci so dark man I swear I can't see All this j**lery all this God damn money on me I got robins on me, I'm a robin fiend Robins everywhere, I got robin everything 300 the team, what the f** do you mean I'm O Block, I'm 300 b**h I'm GBE We the hottest in the streets from the south side to north east [Hook]