Hak7m Faraji - changa Lyrics

Look at little changa go
Baby boy you prolly thinkin you an indigo
I can tell ya lies you prolly never even know
Like how to flip a rock when i ain't even flip them hoes
Like how to get a bitch when i cant even pull em though
Like how to make a child really tell that imma a hoe
Like how far can my lies really evem go
Tell me god cause I really really wanna know

Flexin' is a culture boi I feel like I might be a celebrity
Limme tell you truth that might just have you lose a little respect for me
I got no conscience but maybe you know from the way that I talk to you
Boy you look just like yo father
Boi you got more than you know
I feel like I'm on my own
I feel I need to lose weight
I feel I might beat yo ass
I fear you scared of the belt
So I put fear into you
Wait a minute that aint right
Leotard but I ain't tight.
Space ghost in the purp
Blastin' bebop like a bounty hunter
Feel like double ronins with a young girl
What a metaphor
Cause I really feel that you understand
Battle station you feel undermanned I dont really see no role models
Maybe I can really understand
That I coulda been good to ya
Nephew you gotta life now
Ion mean to be rude to ya
Just remember that im gon be rootin for ya like

Look at little changa go
Baby boy you prolly thinkin you an indigo
I can tell ya lies you prolly never even know
I can say I really love you but I really don't

Look at little changa go
Baby boy you prolly thinkin you an indigo
I can tell ya lies you prolly never even know
I can say I really love you but I really don't
I can say to tell the truth you say it better tho

Baby boy growing old
Everytime i see you face its irritate me though
Why you look so much like him it makes me kinda sore
You dont look at me like im the perfect image tho
But I am boy
I swear you need yo f*ckin eyes changed
Love hurts better learn from me
I gave birth to a pin cushion
Immasculation was my forte

But it was all a lie
You know i really tried
You know its tough love
It's okay

Boi you look just like yo daddy with my hands around my neck
Boi you look just like yo daddy with them scars upon yo face
Boi you look just like yo daddy with love you took away
Boi you look just like yo daddy who I hate
But ill still say

Look at little changa go
Look at little changa
Look at little changa go
Look at little changa go
Baby boy you prolly thinkin you an indigo
I can tell ya lies you prolly never even know
Like how to flip a rock when I can't even flip them hoes
I can say I love you but I really f*ckin don't
I can say I love you but I really f*ckin don't