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Yeah. I put my gas in a mason jar. I do a show and then I buy a Car. She wanna know the feeling to fuck a Star. Your nigga quiet just checking out the part. I make wet at first, she was dry. I smoke the strongest gas you can buy. I hit the baddest bitch you ever seen. I'm in designer every day I'm clean. She try to come and have a nigga junior. I'm stacking racks, preparing for the future. I'm juggling the rap and being in the streets. You'll never meet a nigga flyer than me. Rappers try to come and bite a nigga wave. I'm still spending previous trap money I made. They tell me, "Chilla, unknown the way you living. You finna end up in somebody prison." She got a silhouette, she really pretty. Nigga, be serving half of the city. I drop a song then I sell a brick. Then split a card, fill it with a vic. I can't believe they want to change on me. Feel like a slave with all the chains on Me. She hopped atop then she came on me. I'm never slipping, I keep the thing on me. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama fine. I smoke the strongest gas you can find. Bust down the Rollie just to tell the time. I feel like Scarface, I might hit a line. I'm never slipping, I keep the thing on me. I see the hate, designer frames, homie. I put the water in the chain, homie. I keep that chopper for robbers laying on me. Niggas gon' cross you every single time. He disrespectful, he done lost his mind. I'm talking every day I'm on the grind. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama fine. Yeah. Bitch, I'm the shit, I guess I can't Complain. Pull up on fours and try to change The game. Blew a few racks on these designer Frames. This type of coffin imported out of Spain. Doing two hundred, flying like a plane. Fresh out the trap and braided like a train. Prices ain't cheap, they only loan the game. I don't condone, you pussy niggas lame. I get your bitch, I bet that she gon' Choose. Make her pay dues and play it like The news. I would not lose, that shit you Got confused. Change at the club and light it Like a fuse. Me and Lil Tokyo gon' hit Your door. One of us tripping, everybody go. We don't think twice, we go for what we Know. Get with that shit, I'll pull up on Your role. I can't believe they want to change On me. Feel like a slave with all the Chains on me. She hopped atop it, then she Came on me. I'm never slipping, I keep the Thing on me. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama Fine. I smoke the strongest gas you can find. Bust down the Rollie just to tell the time. I feel like Scarface, I might hit a line. I'm never slipping, I keep the thing on me. I see the hate, designer frames, homie. I put the water in the chain, homie. I keep that chopper for robbers laying on me. Niggas gon' cross you every single time. He disrespectful, he done lost his mind. I'm talking every day I'm on the grind. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama fine. Yeah. You keep that Rollie less you tryna bust It. Bitch, no drop, Lil Turna gonna flush it. Move with that hammer, can't nobody touch it. Shit on my neck got haters so disgusted. Focus on money, ain't no point of friends. Two nine-elevens like a set of twins. If it ain't that, I'll pull up in a Benz. High definition, should've been a lens. I get that money, dummy, better know it. You tryna spend it, bitch, I'm tryna grow it. Ice on me cold, I'm tryna go below it. Next to this TV, bitch, you tryna blow it. Fuck who don't like me, nigga, tell 'em, "Fuck 'em." Birds in the trunk, you pay me, you Can pluck 'em. Fight the temptation, ain't no David Ruffin. Twelve, hit that corner, bitch, I'm tryna Duck 'em. I can't believe they want to change On me. Feel like a slave with all the Chains on me. She hopped atop it, then she Came on me. I'm never slipping, I keep the Thing on me. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama Fine. I smoke the strongest gas you can find. Bust down the Rollie just to tell the time. I feel like Scarface, I might hit a line. I'm never slipping, I keep the thing on me. I see the hate, designer frames, homie. I put the water in the chain, homie. I keep that chopper for robbers laying on me. Niggas gon' cross you every single time. He disrespectful, he done lost his mind. I'm talking every day I'm on the grind. Look at the silhouette, lil' mama fine.
Trae tha Truth, Money Man — Changed on Me
«Changed on Me» — Trae tha Truth, Money Man. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:47. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
