(Intro)
(Aye Peewee)
(CorMill)
(Verse)
Change gon' come one day, but it ain't gon' be tonight
I'ma sling this iron like a nine-to-five, take chances, rollin' dice
You gon' get hit in your shit for all that lip and it ain't gon' be alright
I know a nigga who went caught a body, now he got a real good bond with Christ
She tried to treat me like I was a regular nigga, now she can't even spend the night
I had to sleep on the floor in the trap every day, had a real good bond with mice
Front door, don't let nobody in
You do not need my number to spin
Ma dukes, you kept it a hundred, you always done told me that they wasn't my friends
Wish I could've went to the room, jumped right in the bed, and died with him (love you, bro)
Got a Drac' on my lap in the passenger seat, hundred racks and I don't wanna drive
Gotta take care of my family and they kids, lot on my mind
So much pain up in my face, so much pain come from my waist
They say real niggas don't last long and the strong'll never break
All that killin' that they talk 'bout in they songs, that shit fake
I put ten racks in your face, can you get him gone today?
I really seen it in they face, everybody scared to lay
Stay to myself, get in my bed at night and I just pray
Can you keep Tom and nephew safe?
Folks in Heaven right now, can you just please let me take they place?
I don't want you to feel me, I want you to understand that I'm a beast
If I had to scale this stuff from one to ten, I'd say deep
Cut a couple niggas off from havin' bad energy
You can use the same song with the same tone, you still ain't gon' be me
Lil Kee, where you be?
Some places you can't go, where shit go down you'll never see
Mar had called my phone, I answered in a rage like, "Nigga, where you at?"
I been hittin' your line all day, couldn't get in touch or no contact
He said, "Lil' bro, stay out the way, we gon' be straight, I'll handle that"
Couldn't even say what I wanted to say 'cause the conversation happened fast
'Fore he hung up the phone, he say, "I love you," I say, "I love you," back
Wish I told you drop everything, grab everyone and come with me
Wish God could've whispered in my ear, say this the last time we would speak
Nah, for real
You gotta trap every day for a play
You gotta go find a way to get paid
Mama had us up in church every Sunday
You can't tell me nothin', I'm already saved
I catch a body and send your heart right to my Father, let us pray
For the niggas on the other side who don't get visits at they grave
Change gon' come one day, but it ain't gon' be right now
Do whatever we can for a hundred bands and then smoke out the pound
Just 'cause you my man don't mean hold out your hand and stand around
Change gon' come one day, but it ain't gon' be tomorrow
I lost my dog before I made it out, bro, I'm so sorry
Nah, for real