CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Change Up
I could never change up
Glock .45, I'm still ridin' with the same ones
Fully extended, my n***as really armed and dangerous
You ain't down to throw it back, then show me who you came with
I'ma shoot my shot with your b*t*h like Calvin Cambridge
If he ain't bringin' in no money, he a bum
I'm gettin' jiggy, I be sippin' on some rum
Set trippin' on these n***as just for fun
My bro a felon, he still carry 'round a gun
Junkie rollers on my a** 'cause I be active
I be bringin' my mom money 'cause I'm trappin'
I'm in the field, n***a, I barely be rappin'
You talkin' down on the crew, we get to clappin'
I'm a real 619 baby
These problems in these streets really got me goin' crazy
I've been gettin' faded, on the real, I've been so lazy
N***as need some clout, they keep sayin' that they made me
Ah, you a dummy
I think she played you and she wasted all your money
Now you ain't laughin', you ain't really think it's funny
On the real, she so sweet just like honey
I'm in the whip, goin' far from my problems
You got somethin' to say? Well swallow all these hot ones
Pavement baby, really came here from the bottom
I'm in the whip, goin' far from my problems
You see my jeans, bet it really got some knots
Johnnies comin' so I hide it in my sock
Drugs flowin', yeah, we really up to stock
You get in front of me, my n***a, you get dropped
Look at me girl, girl, I'm saucier than ever
And if I bring it back, when I pull up, change the weather
N***as copying my style, bars lighter than a feather
Baby said she fell in love and now she wanna wear my sweaters
Southeast baby and she got me goin' great
Even though we in the mud, pray to God we get some faith
School was never for me, I was always comin' late
Get your paper, get your books, shawty, I ain't tryna hate
Yeah, huh (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't tryna hate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Girl, I ain't tryna hate
Yeah
Glock .45, I'm still ridin' with the same ones
Fully extended, my n***as really armed and dangerous
You ain't down to throw it back, then show me who you came with
I'ma shoot my shot with your b*t*h like Calvin Cambridge
If he ain't bringin' in no money, he a bum
I'm gettin' jiggy, I be sippin' on some rum
Set trippin' on these n***as just for fun
My bro a felon, he still carry 'round a gun
Junkie rollers on my a** 'cause I be active
I be bringin' my mom money 'cause I'm trappin'
I'm in the field, n***a, I barely be rappin'
You talkin' down on the crew, we get to clappin'
I'm a real 619 baby
These problems in these streets really got me goin' crazy
I've been gettin' faded, on the real, I've been so lazy
N***as need some clout, they keep sayin' that they made me
Ah, you a dummy
I think she played you and she wasted all your money
Now you ain't laughin', you ain't really think it's funny
On the real, she so sweet just like honey
I'm in the whip, goin' far from my problems
You got somethin' to say? Well swallow all these hot ones
Pavement baby, really came here from the bottom
I'm in the whip, goin' far from my problems
You see my jeans, bet it really got some knots
Johnnies comin' so I hide it in my sock
Drugs flowin', yeah, we really up to stock
You get in front of me, my n***a, you get dropped
Look at me girl, girl, I'm saucier than ever
And if I bring it back, when I pull up, change the weather
N***as copying my style, bars lighter than a feather
Baby said she fell in love and now she wanna wear my sweaters
Southeast baby and she got me goin' great
Even though we in the mud, pray to God we get some faith
School was never for me, I was always comin' late
Get your paper, get your books, shawty, I ain't tryna hate
Yeah, huh (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't tryna hate
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Girl, I ain't tryna hate
Yeah
