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Change/Wasted

 

Change/Wasted


Sometimes I gotta sell drugs, I hope that don't change a thing
I hope that don't change a thing
Sometimes I gotta pull the trigger, that's just part of the game
That don't mean that I don't feel ashamed
I pray to God every day, Lord show me another way
I was chasing that paper, I was surrounded by fakes
Everything I was searching for was in front of my face
I hate that I'm the reason that them tears fall down on your face

Ma, I'm sorry
I didn't mean to cause this
I'm lost in the motion
Keep my third eye open
I can't trust this, oh no no
Can't trust none of these hoes, no no
If it reach the boiling point, no no
I'ma send 'em to the Lord, oh oh

I ain't a gangster but please do not test me
I grew up a screw up and now I got blessings
I'm more like a hippy but life just got hectic
Now that I'm on top, I do not regret it

Sometimes I gotta sell drugs, I hope that don't change a thing
I hope that don't change a thing
Sometimes I gotta pull the trigger, that's just part of the game
That don't mean that I don't feel ashamed
I pray to God every day, Lord show me another way
I was chasing that paper, I was surrounded by fakes
Everything I was searching for was in front of my face
I hate that I'm the reason that them tears fall down on your face

I'm fucking wasted, wasted, wasted
I'm fucking famous, famous, famous
Momma, I made it, made it, made it
I'm fucking wasted, wasted, wasted

Not in love with you, dummy
In love with the hundreds
Girl, I'm that nigga
Put dick in your stomach
We gon' ride in that beamer if you with it
Take you round the world 'cause girl this my [?]

She want that Gucci, Louis, Fendi
I told her baby, are you with me?

Girl, I need you right now
Are you with him right now?
Come over and lay down
So I can beat it up, up, up
So I can beat it up, up, up
And I don't give a fuck, fuck, fuck
How you feel about it

I'm fucking wasted, wasted, wasted
I'm fucking famous, famous, famous
Momma, I made it, made it, made it
I'm fucking wasted, wasted, wasted

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