Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Changes, artist - Torae. Album song For The Record, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.10.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Internal Affairs
Song language: English
Changes |
They say change is good, I say dollars is better |
So I acknowledge the empowerment piling this cheddar |
See as a father, my persona’s to try to do better |
All my youngings is never bailing no matter whatever |
(Changes we go through) shape the person you are |
So made you a square made me to a star |
And while I fight the higher height, you continue to spar |
Steady swinging your arms, how you gon' box with the God? |
(Changes we go though) never breaking me though |
If anything, give me the means to continue to go |
And for the record, I’ve accessed that I am destined to grow |
Never question the glow, Bruce Leeroy of the flow |
(Changes we go though) rarely leave us the same |
Got to figure you’ll never win if you ain’t in the game |
But no jokes though, ‘cause even in my shorty’s stage |
Told him break a dollar for my quarter, I was making change |
Changes we’re going through, phases we’re going through |
And still we just keep on climbing |
Whatever you’re going through, your triumph is overdue |
In darkness, you keep on shining |
Changes we’re going though, places we’re going to |
It’s yours if you keep on grinding |
So we’re striving, and we’re riding |
Until the change, we gon' put that time in |
one-track mind, I see you’ll never change |
She still riding ‘round with these niggas trying to get her thing |
If figures should have cents the way she giving brains |
‘Til they give her what she can’t get rid of, she ain’t make the change |
Niggas change up their kicks |
A couple times a day but won’t do a thing for their kids |
You taking trips to South Beach and gaming these chicks |
To go raw and never sure who gave him the hiv |
Got to the change |
In this economy, but still seeing ride in the Range |
If you could read between the lines, then you’re right on my page |
As I write on the page, steadily scribing for change |
(Changes we go though) never breaking my stride |
Long as my will is real, then I’m gon' continue to ride |
Shattered relationships, but damn if it damage my pride |
Pain in the passenger side, cherish it, tell it goodbye |