Testo Change - Lil' O

Testo della canzone Change (Lil' O), tratta dall'album Grind Hard, Pray Harder

Whoa
S-fucking-U-C
Yeah
Man, motherfucking fame
If I go broke, I got no one to blame
I want the change, change
So they can say I changed, changed
But still I want the change
I started getting money once I realized
Boys'll sell you dreams, hoes'll tell you lies
You give a fuck 'bout what they think, man, you'll never rise
When people tell me boys is hating on me, I say I ain't surprised
But I ain't really friendly, nigga
I come up out these streets, I know 'bout greed and envy, nigga
When I was broke, I ain't had no one to lend me, nigga
So if you don't fuck with me, I swear it don't offend me, nigga
See, a king must learn to be alone
Y'all call it high capping, I call it being grown
Why give a fuck 'bout all that being liked and being known?
When my money come in twos like I'm seeing clones
Man, motherfucking fame
If I go broke, I got no one to blame
I want the change, change
So they can say I changed, changed
But still I want the change
My mama raised me right so I open doors
But never think I give a fuck about these roach and hoes
You might see me pull up front the club, I'm poking foes
Yeah, I'm a player, but that don't
Mean you can't start coaching, though
See, I already know the game, baby
All that bullshit you talking sound lame, baby
You think 'cause you got a Coke bottle frame, baby
I'ma be out here tricking on you dames, baby?
She looked me in my eyes, told me, "Yo, times is hard"
I looked her dead in her face and told her get a job
Before I let these gold diggers treat me like a trick
I'll shake and move on they ass, Michael Vick
Man, motherfucking fame
If I go broke, I got no one to blame
I want the change, change
So they can say I changed, changed
But still I want the change
Boys always saying, "Oh, keep it real"
I answer back, "That depend your definition of real"
All I'm gon' promise you is I'ma keep my steel
And try to stay up out the way and always keep a mil'
I grind hard and pray harder
I tell these broads that if thirsty, go and drink water
I tell these boys stop be roaching, I ain't got daughters
Ain't a hustle on the Earth that I have not thought of
I scrape the plate and lick the bowl
I hear voices saying, "Shake and bake, pick and roll"
See, life is kinda like your bitch, it's all on me
And daddy say if I fall, don't call on me
Man, motherfucking fame
If I go broke, I got no one to blame
I want the change, change
So they can say I changed, changed
But still I want the change
South motherfucking West



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Writer(s): Russell Craig Mael, Ronald D Mael
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