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-хопDate 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 |