How I could I change yeah
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain Won't let you take what I been Missing daily
It's a shame how these n*ggas
Ain't true to the game
Know a few n*ggas change
Once they got a lil change
Jesus piece on my neck
Stayed true to that game
Gotta couple young n*ggas
Really slanging for my name
We ion conversate wit opps
We i ain't trynna get cased
Real street n*ggas
We be racing to the cake
But a bunch of niggas out here
Trynna dirty my face
Why they hating on me
I'm just trynna serve plates
Clocked in , in overtime
Ian taking no breaks
Hope this rap sh*t work
Everything 1k
Had to move smart
Once my dawg got cased
Top Shotta in my veins
I been praying for this day
I Could never trust a bitch
All these h*es they be fake
Ima bust mines first
Ima die if I delay
And what about the kids
They be dying errday
Cause they rather chase a nigga
Who be trynna make a play
How I could I change yeah
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna Bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm Feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain
Won't let you take wat I been Missing daily
Skipping school everyday
Was the move everyday
Sh*t was crazy bro died
Took tool to his face
On the news ain't the news
People dying everyday
Another mother lost a son
She been crying all day
Need a b*tch to hold me down
Wipe the tears from my face
If I try go home
She gone ask me for to stay
Young n*gga trynna eat
B*tch I hustlin' everyday
F*ck school get this money
Ima make another way
Will I make through it storm
Check the news everyday
N*ggas say they want me dead
Keep a choppa were I lay
If they ever come And get me
Up the tool and let it spray
Young n*gga trynna get it
I be hustlin errday
And we living for to die
But we dying everyday
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How I could I change yeah
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain Won't let you take what I been Missing daily
It's a shame how these n*ggas
Ain't true to the game
Know a few n*ggas change
Once they got a lil change
Jesus piece on my neck
Stayed true to that game
Gotta couple young n*ggas
Really slanging for my name
We ion conversate wit opps
We i ain't trynna get cased
Real street n*ggas
We be racing to the cake
But a bunch of niggas out here
Trynna dirty my face
Why they hating on me
I'm just trynna serve plates
Clocked in , in overtime
Ian taking no breaks
Hope this rap sh*t work
Everything 1k
Had to move smart
Once my dawg got cased
Top Shotta in my veins
I been praying for this day
I Could never trust a bitch
All these h*es they be fake
Ima bust mines first
Ima die if I delay
And what about the kids
They be dying errday
Cause they rather chase a nigga
Who be trynna make a play
How I could I change yeah
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna Bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm Feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain
Won't let you take wat I been Missing daily
Skipping school everyday
Was the move everyday
Sh*t was crazy bro died
Took tool to his face
On the news ain't the news
People dying everyday
Another mother lost a son
She been crying all day
Need a b*tch to hold me down
Wipe the tears from my face
If I try go home
She gone ask me for to stay
Young n*gga trynna eat
B*tch I hustlin' everyday
F*ck school get this money
Ima make another way
Will I make through it storm
Check the news everyday
N*ggas say they want me dead
Keep a choppa were I lay
If they ever come And get me
Up the tool and let it spray
Young n*gga trynna get it
I be hustlin errday
And we living for to die
But we dying everyday
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain Won't let you take what I been Missing daily
It's a shame how these n*ggas
Ain't true to the game
Know a few n*ggas change
Once they got a lil change
Jesus piece on my neck
Stayed true to that game
Gotta couple young n*ggas
Really slanging for my name
We ion conversate wit opps
We i ain't trynna get cased
Real street n*ggas
We be racing to the cake
But a bunch of niggas out here
Trynna dirty my face
Why they hating on me
I'm just trynna serve plates
Clocked in , in overtime
Ian taking no breaks
Hope this rap sh*t work
Everything 1k
Had to move smart
Once my dawg got cased
Top Shotta in my veins
I been praying for this day
I Could never trust a bitch
All these h*es they be fake
Ima bust mines first
Ima die if I delay
And what about the kids
They be dying errday
Cause they rather chase a nigga
Who be trynna make a play
How I could I change yeah
How you expect me to change
When so many people trynna Bring me down
I feel so drained yeah
Sh*t yeah that's really how I'm Feeling
And they gone love me wen the Day I'm not around
I been thru so much pain
Whole time steady paper chasing
Gotta make it through the rain
Won't let you take wat I been Missing daily
Skipping school everyday
Was the move everyday
Sh*t was crazy bro died
Took tool to his face
On the news ain't the news
People dying everyday
Another mother lost a son
She been crying all day
Need a b*tch to hold me down
Wipe the tears from my face
If I try go home
She gone ask me for to stay
Young n*gga trynna eat
B*tch I hustlin' everyday
F*ck school get this money
Ima make another way
Will I make through it storm
Check the news everyday
N*ggas say they want me dead
Keep a choppa were I lay
If they ever come And get me
Up the tool and let it spray
Young n*gga trynna get it
I be hustlin errday
And we living for to die
But we dying everyday
Writer: Leroy Reliford
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