Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Changes, artist - Lute. Date of issue: 03.10.2021
Song language: English
Changes |
| I wear my heart on the sleeve |
| You only call when you need shit |
| People change like the seasons |
| I’ve been fightin' back my demons |
| Despite the blessings I’m receiving |
| Fuck these niggas I don’t need 'em |
| Just me and a dollar bottom |
| My bitches gon' swallow if you know what I mean |
| The circle got smaller my money got taller |
| My grandma say «watch who you put on your team» |
| I follow my face and pimp myself up |
| And I’m back on my feet like I told you I would |
| Skrr, skrr, what’s good |
| We outta here, no fear |
| Get that outta here |
| Turned up, this was our year |
| Skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| If you with me give me hell yeah |
| Put a lighter in the air, yeah |
| Pour some liquor for your year, yeah |
| west, that was suplex |
| 'cause a nigga at your neck boy |
| Like fuck a vest |
| Niggas too pussy to make me stress |
| Say less boy |
| Judgin' from the things I’ve seen |
| Shit ain’t never how it seems |
| Gotta pick the lines in between |
| Remember my OG told me that |
| Money always change the people 'round you more than it change you |
| Now it ain’t just in my name |
| This shit deep in my vains |
| No matter how much I make |
| I’ma still be the same because |
| Money always change the people 'round you more than it change you |
| El Dorados with the top down |
| Still no clips, whole thirty rounds |
| All love when I hit the town |
| Ain’t no point in really slowin' down |
| Mama told me gotta hold my head |
| I know you could, hope you see it now |
| Just remember what you mama said |
| I hope you be it now |
| I don’t switch lanes, I don’t switch up, big whips, big commas |
| Big drip, no drama |
| No harm, no comma |
| This why a nigga just get it and go |
| I just pick up where I started, some nights see me hauling |
| It is what it is 'cause I never fold |
| The music is charted I guess I’m a artist, I gotta make sure that my story is |
| told |
| Niggas fallin' for the hype |
| Niggas think they know my life |
| All this drip and with the ice |
| Shorty lookin' like my type |
| Wipe me down for the night |
| Out of mind, out sight |
| I’ve been doing what I like |
| I don’t split the bag I done got it back twice |
| So back the fuck up, you don’t know me |
| If you love gotta show me |
| Had to break ties with the old me |
| Seen a lot of people foldin', yeah |
| That’s why I keep my circle close, yeah |
| That’s why I do it for the foe |
| Judgin' from the things I’ve seen |
| Shit ain’t never how it seems |
| Gotta pick the lines in between |
| Remember my OG told me that |
| Money always change the people 'round you more than it change you |
| Now it ain’t just in my name |
| This shit deep in my vains |
| No matter how much I make |
| I’ma still be the same because |
| Money always change the people 'round you more than it change you |
| El Dorados with the top down |
| Still no clips, whole thirty rounds |
| All love when I hit the town |
| Ain’t no point in really slowin' down |
| Mama told me gotta hold my head |
| I know you could, hope you see it now |
| Just remember what you mama said |
| hope you be it now |