Never Change Chords by Az

[A#m] _ Yo, hey, what's going on?
Yo, yo, [F#] what up, baby boy?
What's the [C#] deal, my nigga?
You look at you, [B] uh-huh, you looking like money.
[F#] Yeah, you know what it is.
It's been two or three years, [A#m] right?
I know, man, listen here.
It's all [F#] good, though.
You know I'm maintaining it.
You looking good, though, [C#] baby boy.
I mean, never.
Let's get [B] started talking.
All right, well, [F#] I'm with you.
Give me your number.
Give me my number right here.
[A#m] You know the happenings, homies just [F#] yapping and handshaking, laughing and exchanging all their [C#] math again.
You [B] usually lose touch when you're [F#] traveling.
A few dudes brews up in Nevada [A#m] land.
Walked on Madison, across from Nevada [F#] sand.
We talked about the tattling some niggas did in [C#] Mavalin.
Plus, [B] discussed old homicides [F#] unraveling.
I asked, was he dabbling?
He laughed [A#m] and said he'd manage it.
His car, the [C#] frames was as clear as a [F#] Camelon.
He hardly changed, no, it's near [C#m] incomparison.
We joked about [B] how police choked him [F#] out.
And he claimed, as far as fame, I had enough to bust an [A#m] oak with his mouth.
In other words, I was up in clout.
[F#] And from the curb, I need to pull [C#] a Labib bird before I'm hopping out.
Without a [B] sound, snatched my Guinness off the [F#] ground.
Rose up, gave him a [A#m] can of soda, homie, hold it down.
You know the game, insane in the [F#] green.
Big chains in the greens, real niggas never [C#] change.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know me and that love still [A#m] remains.
So through the flame, through the fire and the [F#] flames, I adapt to the pain.
Real niggas do the same.
[C#m] And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know [A#m] me and that love still remains.
It was Tuesday when I saw him, Ficker [C#] Friday, I could call [F#] him.
Woke up early Wednesday [C#m] morning, flew a chicken from New Orleans.
She ain't [B] that average bitch, she be dogging [F#] for dick.
You know them chicks that get you sick when they keep [A#m] calling.
Up in Northstrom for a fresh pair to force [F#] him.
Of course, with footwear, I be that first [C#] nigga to spot him.
Caught him before the [B] settlers even had time to [F#] assort him.
Bought him before any celeb stylist ever saw [A#m] him.
Wore him soon as I copped him in the spot playing [F#] possum.
Debating my destination, lacing, weighing my [C#m] options.
Till he started [B] rocking, I answered, what's [F#] popping?
The answer is that they shot him, now the hood got a [C#] problem.
I had to swallow, reaching out for my water [F#] bottle.
Trying to figure what nigga rhyme by [C#] who then.
Before you [B] know it, the other voice told [F#] it.
It was homie from the old clique I just seen and [A#m] spoke with.
Oh shit, _ [F#] _ you serious?
_ [C#] _ [B] This my world.
[F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] You know the game insane in the [F#] brain.
Big chains in the brain, real [C#] niggas never change.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know me and that love still [A#m] remains.
So through the pain, through the fire and the [F#] flames.
I [C#] adapt to the pain, build niggas through the same.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know me and that love still [A#m] remains.
It's though or die, we survive till we slain.
[F#] And it's no surprise, homie was probably high when they [C#m] came.
I know the guy, he was fly, [B] him and I was the [F#] same.
A Gemini with a style that symbolizes his name.
[A#m] Garley trained, he could camouflage in any terrain.
[F#] Carty framed, he go back like [C#] Bartles and James.
It's a shame, cause they say [B] his baby bones were blamed.
[F#] But nonchalantly I refrain, cause they constantly change [A#m] from close frames.
Somebody please slowly explain.
[F#] If they just wanted some Jews, why they ain't go for the chain?
[C#m] If they just wanted some news, [B] they could've left them in the chains.
[F#] But no, it just left the nigga breathless and [A#m] bang.
You know the game insane in the [F#] brain.
Big chains in the brain, real [C#] niggas never change.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
[C#] You know you know me and that love [A#m] still remains.
So through the fame, through the fire, in the [F#] flames.
I adapt to the pain, real niggas do the [C#m] same.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
[C#] You know you know me and that love still remains.
You know the game insane in the [F#] brain.
Big chains in the brain, real niggas never [C#m] change.
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know me and that love still [A#m] remains.
And though _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _
_ we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang.
You know you know [A#m] me and that love still remains
You know the game insane in the [F#] brain
Vic Chains in the veins, real niggas never [C#] change
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang
You know you know [A#m] me and that love still remains
So through the fame, through the fire and the [F#] flames
I adapt to the pain, real niggas do the [C#m] same
And though we [B] homies and we no longer [F#] hang
You know you know me and that love still remains
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _