Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Change, artist - Max B. Album song House Money, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Emg
Song language: English
Never Change |
Hahaha |
Hey, baby |
Let me tell you where you went wrong, yeah |
Taylor Gang (Couture) |
Had a reservation, they made me wait |
Medium kobe beef paired with the eighty-eight |
Now that the foundation is under construction |
Almost home, I just add on the finishing touches |
Got a new vision in the cut, few men I really trust |
Menages, they get redundant, two bitches ain’t enough |
Yeah, we do escapade, color me just a shade |
Baby she Filipin', bulletproof Escalade |
Rolling, we barely sober, roll up plenty doja |
Popo keep getting closer, I dare 'em to pull me over |
Blew on some other shit, do me a hundred clip |
Big as a Harlem nigga, don’t do the Southern shit |
Wanted to fuck Nia Long, tried to fuck Lisa Rigby |
Might ship to Virginia, king, if you fuck me, the heater spray, yeah |
We was living big, did a G a day |
Nigga, we believe, just lead the way, yeah |
You just like them niggas I dealt with |
They never change, they never change |
I waited outside for my niggas in the rain |
And they never came, they never came |
We was raised in a house full of fiends, ooh, baby |
I seen better days, better days |
I’ma always be me, I’ma always be around |
Baby, I never change, I never change (Mm) |
Never change 'cause of the fame |
My car washed in the rain, my chain too much to even explain |
Sleeping on a plane, high score, leaders of the game |
Clean it up, we don’t leave a open flame (Open flame) |
We pull up and they open doors |
Pulling out weed they never smoked before |
Haters watch how they approach us |
This what happens when you turn players into coaches |
Long snapping, staying focused |
Always was the best rappers, eyes stayed the lowest |
Never clout chased, waited on our moment |
Niggas might doubt but the situations we made it out of |
Make it so respect you gotta give |
Sometimes shit ain’t always how it appears |
So keep your friends near, enemies closer, never move off emotion |
Rolling bomb but the shit ain’t explosive |
I’m talking KK joints and mimosas |
My queen, shots 'til we throw up, gang |
You just like them niggas I dealt with (Hahaha) |
They never change, they never change (Haha, yeah) |
I waited outside for my niggas in the rain (Taylor Gang) |
And they never came, they never came |
We was raised in a house full of fiends, ooh, baby (In the way of themself) |
I seen better days, better days (Yeah) |
I’ma always be me, I’ma always be around |
Baby, I never change, I never change (Okay) |
We approaching the landing strip, we was wilding |
Blew a few with the pilot, EMG move in silence |
Niggas screaming this bag shit broke as hell |
A million dollars to go to bail, my niggas got dope to sell |
Me and Paul put your bitch in Couture |
If you run out of money, baby, I’ll get you some more |
Wouldn’t splurge on the budget, get these millions and make a few |
At night I would close my eyes, each time I would think of you |
Hush, couldn’t tell me nothing, fuck 'til you felt me cumming |
Kissing and lick your nipples, bust in your belly button |
Team up to get me loose, Bimmer 850 coupes |
I loaded up canteen pouches and plenty soups |
Penthouse a different fed, you want it? |
I’ll get you there |
Bullets’ll hit your head, Emilio Estevez |
Field nigga, I was done picking cotton |
I was smoking my profit, papa spoiled me rotten, yeah |
You just like them niggas I dealt with |
They never change, they never change |
I waited outside for my niggas in the rain |
And they never came, they never came |
We was raised in a house full of fiends, ooh, baby |
I seen better days, better days |
I’ma always be me, I’ma always be around |
Baby, I never change, I never change |