Lyrics Cousin Stizz – All Star
Text:
Yuh
Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
Took the work down south like a All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Damn
They just put my bro in the chains
I’m drinking to fill up the pain
So I can’t remember your name
If you gonna play the game
Just know that it’s on hall of fame
Those other sides I don’t claim
It’s just me and the campaign
You sold yourself for a lil’ fame
I rather we all make it on the boat
Read a million dollars for the show
I’m puttin’ up checks next to all the goals
I got supply I’ma roll the O
I’m striving to get her on corner hoe
Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay, yuh
I had to get back on my job
These niggas be puttin’ out fake work
I’m give you what you pay for
I need a crib with no neighbors
So now I ain’t doin’ no favors
Cause when your bread low as a fade
They disappear to the vapors
Ay
We spark it up and you don’t make a sound
I know you love when I’m not around
Plantin’ my seed on a special ground
We had no hope just some quarter pounds
Bet with your bitch I don’t sleep
I put the band on my feet
She so important to me
Nothing change but the change
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss
Ay
Pockets on swole like a sprain
Me and my niggas gon’ ball
Took the work down south like the All Star
I follow you I be lost
Really I’m much better off
Turn myself right to a boss
Turn myself right to a boss