| They say change is good, I say dollars is better
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| So I acknowledge the empowerment piling this cheddar
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| See as a father, my persona’s to try to do better
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| All my youngings is never bailing no matter whatever
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| (Changes we go through) shape the person you are
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| So made you a square made me to a star
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| And while I fight the higher height, you continue to spar
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| Steady swinging your arms, how you gon' box with the God?
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| (Changes we go though) never breaking me though
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| If anything, give me the means to continue to go
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| And for the record, I’ve accessed that I am destined to grow
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| Never question the glow, Bruce Leeroy of the flow
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| (Changes we go though) rarely leave us the same
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| Got to figure you’ll never win if you ain’t in the game
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| But no jokes though, ‘cause even in my shorty’s stage
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| Told him break a dollar for my quarter, I was making change
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| Changes we’re going through, phases we’re going through
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| And still we just keep on climbing
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| Whatever you’re going through, your triumph is overdue
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| In darkness, you keep on shining
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| Changes we’re going though, places we’re going to
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| It’s yours if you keep on grinding
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| So we’re striving, and we’re riding
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| Until the change, we gon' put that time in
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| one-track mind, I see you’ll never change
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| She still riding ‘round with these niggas trying to get her thing
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| If figures should have cents the way she giving brains
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| ‘Til they give her what she can’t get rid of, she ain’t make the change
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| Niggas change up their kicks
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| A couple times a day but won’t do a thing for their kids
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| You taking trips to South Beach and gaming these chicks
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| To go raw and never sure who gave him the hiv
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| Got to the change
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| In this economy, but still seeing ride in the Range
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| If you could read between the lines, then you’re right on my page
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| As I write on the page, steadily scribing for change
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| (Changes we go though) never breaking my stride
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| Long as my will is real, then I’m gon' continue to ride
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| Shattered relationships, but damn if it damage my pride
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| Pain in the passenger side, cherish it, tell it goodbye |