Don't U Change

D motherfuckin' Savage, nigga

Where the fuck, I'm-I'm your biggest motherfuckin' fan

Nigga, on my motherfuckin' mama

I ain't talkin' out my ass, nigga, shit

Life goes on and the sun gon' shine (uh-huh)

Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin'

Please, I need help, help, help

Talkin' to myself, self, self

Life goes on and the sun gon' shine

Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' (woo)

Please, I need help, help, help (woo)

Talkin' to myself, self, self (woo)

(Oh)

(Oh my God)

Ayy, look at my chain, bitch, look at the watch

She wanna leave with me

I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box

Sipping on Wock', can't see

I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock

Reppin' that three-three-three

I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought

Bitch, I'm a goddamn beast

He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls

Make bread in my goddamn sleep

We hit up the the road, I'm fuckin' these hoes

She hate every time I leave

I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock

Make sure the cops don't speak

And if I go down, just please hold me down

Don't you change on me

Ayy, I been workin' so hard, gotta shine

Put in work, I'ma put in the grind

Dawg, you know I got cash on my mind

I go deep, fell in love in her spine

Ayy, I pull up to your hood and jump out a bush

And show you this forty of mine

Ayy, I got dope in my veins, I'm sippin' on mud

I'm tryna kill some', I'm high

Put that dumb-ass nigga in the sky

I get it poppin' like Fourth of July

She wanna suck on my dick while I drive

Said she love me, bitch, why did you lie?

Count hunnids and fifties, I promise it's litty

Lil' nigga, I'm runnin' the city (ayy)

I'm ridin' big B, that's the Bentley (go)

I'm shootin', you know that it's with me

Ayy, look at my chain, bitch, look at the watch

She wanna leave with me

I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box

Sipping on Wock', can't see

I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock

Reppin' that three-three-three

I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought

Bitch, I'm a goddamn beast

He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls

Make bread in my goddamn sleep

We hit up the the road, I'm fuckin' these hoes

She hate every time I leave

I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock

Make sure the cops don't speak

And if I go down, just please hold me down

Don't you change on me

Ayy, I be blowing on gas like a chimney

I got bitch niggas talking 'bout killing me

I be riding with sticks, are you kidding me?

I'm just hoping they matching my energy

Ayy, I'm smoking exotic, my bitch is erotic

I'm flexing, got bands in my pocket

Why you lying? You just need to stop it

I snuck in this bitch with my rocket

I got what you need, a plug to the socket

She all on her knees, she giving me noggin

Ain't getting no cheese, ain't making no profit

I speak to them all like a prophet

I jump in these streets and don't do no talking

I'm throwing up Bs on the block with my partners

We just politicking and counting up dollars

I can't hit if that pussy got mileage

Ayy, look at my chain, bitch, look at the watch

She wanna leave with me

I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box

Sipping on Wock', can't see

I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock

Reppin' that three-three-three

I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought

Bitch, I'm a goddamn beast

He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls

Make bread in my goddamn sleep

We hit up the the road, I'm fuckin' these hoes

She hate every time I leave

I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock

Make sure the cops don't speak

And if I go down, just please hold me down

Don't you change on me

Life goes on and the sun gon' shine (uh-huh)

Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin'

Please, I need help, help, help

Talkin' to myself, self, self

Life goes on and the sun gon' shine

Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' (woo)

Please, I need help, help, help (woo)

Talkin' to myself, self, self (woo)