Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Changes, artist - Berner.
Date of issue: 15.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Changes |
Another day another dollar to flip |
My phone hot when I talk there’s a click |
Feds pull me off the plane, went through all of my shit |
This is right around the time that my mom got sick |
She was strong the whole time and I just wanted to flip |
I tried to feed her ice chips and rub water on her lips |
Her little hands turned cold, I told her please don’t leave |
Your granddaughters two years old |
I dropped two albums in the same month |
Doing anything for cash, plus my trap dried up |
Mom passed, then my babymomma left |
It was hard for a while and I was down for a sec |
Fab put me on to Wiz I was back to the pack |
Chillin around the gang had me really thinking about rap |
But nah |
Red eye flights to atlantic club mansion me and nice pouring mud in the phantom |
Mayoko I was on tv, a couple months later I signed with TG |
Two weeks later the F.E.D.'s had my bank on freeze plus they just hit E |
Life changes, I got my own clothing and a five bedroom home |
All alone chain smoking, nights passed |
I remember that call, I saw the bentley on the news I used to ride in that car |
I’m on tour this the life of a star |
I’m in a small town trying to hide from the law |
I ripped open the seal, in the hotbox |
About to smoke out with B-Real |
I made two EP’s before DS3 |
Man Rest in Peace to Jack, it’s been hard to sleep |
Life changes I’m thinking about my daughter |
How’d I go from selling blow to selling hemp water, man |
I did an album with Cam, and woke up to a letter from Gucci Mane |
Shit’s a trip, bring nice and Jack back, I miss talking to my mother |
Where’s my lighter at |
It’s time to smoke |
This here’s for grown folks |
(Bern what up) |
I sit alone in my room with a long stare |
In the same bed that my momma lost her life, Yeah |
Tossed and turned havin dreams, it was just a dream |
Daddy died when I was young or was just a teen |
Got a quiet son I can’t even speak about it |
No IG or facebook won’t tweet about it. |
(Nope) |
Inner demons on my mind I gotta deal with |
Signed in '07 down the drain where that deal went |
Radio banned me, they don’t even mention me |
Can’t ignore the fact that I made Bay area history |
Stress what size of it, thought he would rise from it |
But it ain’t no love lost shit he still a big homie |
I was doing runners, to him it was your business |
Fans left me for dead, guess they thought I was finished |
I never wanted credit for hooking Berner with Wiz |
I just connected my brothers, I’m just glad they handled they biz |
Doing for they kids what I be doing for lid |
Hoping my baby momma hardest room to forgive |
Momma talk to me often I can her her voice |
«Don't give up Stan» |
Mom I ain’t got a choice |
Just a bought a Maserati, fresh off the lot |
In a house in the hills with a three car garage |
Six bedrooms overlooking the bay, with my plaques on the wall, you’ll love |
where I stay |
I can drop the CD momma |
And you’re on the cover, dedicated to you, daddy, and my brother |
I’m getting older and wiser making smarter decisions |
You grow through what you go through, it’s all about living |
I want to say keep your head up to my people in prison |
To all my dreamers out there keep holding your vision |
No matter what, God gotcha back |
Rest in peace to my big brother Jack |