Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Change my #, artist - Babyface Ray. Date of issue: 13.05.2021
Song language: English
Change my # |
| Went a different level, changed my number on these bitches |
| Watched the love turn to hate, so it’s fuck you other niggas |
| Seat back, reclinin', just ridin' |
| Sand on they neck, baby, mine’s full of diamonds |
| I can’t quit for nothin', man, I swear a nigga tried it |
| I was just a product, boy surrounded by the violence |
| She was gettin' curious 'bout the cup, I let her try it |
| Every day, I’m thankful 'bout the streets, 'cause I survived it |
| We don’t run from nothin' 'less a nigga chasin' dollars |
| Got some shit on my mind |
| Keep a stick in the ride |
| I ain’t feelin' the vibe |
| I don’t fuck with these niggas |
| Niggas makin' me hot |
| Keep the business aside |
| Oh, we enemies now |
| Laws talkin' to me, never talk back |
| Cups out in public, we the ones started that |
| Designer to the floor, still movin' with the bag |
| If I ain’t Wavy Gang, nigga, what you call that? |
| Only real niggas fall off, crawl back |
| Only real bitches don’t complain, let you stack |
| Put 'em in position, bet you they won’t tell you that |
| Let her rock the mic, you ain’t know your ho rap |
| I done drove there, sold this, drove back |
| I done flew her in just to fuck 'cause she was bad |
| Say she only fuck with boss niggas, not the staff |
| I done lost my mind, I been tweakin' with the cash |
| I don’t need the mall, I been spendin' all in Kith |
| Way the chains dance, man, I swear I need a tip |
| Gang traumatized and I been livin' with it since |
| I just ate a gram fifteen with the Ritz |
| Saint Laurent jeans, glizzy sittin' on my hip |
| They say I’m on fire, everything stayin' lit |
| I 'member times thought I needed a brick |
| Now a nigga keep one of these on my wrist |
| Changed my number on these bitches |
| Love turn to hate, so it’s fuck you other niggas |
| Seat back, reclinin', just ridin' |
| Sand on they neck, baby, mine’s full of diamonds |
| I can’t quit for nothin', man, I swear a nigga tried it |
| I was just a product, boy surrounded by the violence |
| She was gettin' curious 'bout the cup, I let her try it |
| Every day, I’m thankful 'bout the streets, 'cause I survived it |
| We don’t run from nothin' 'less a nigga chasin'- |