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Asher Roth

Things Change

 

Things Change

(album: Flowers On The Weekend - 2020)


Only thing that never changes, is things change
Only thing that never changes, is things change
Things change, things change
Things change, things change
Things change

I ain't tryna get really deep, it really be
These breast be really free, I really feel better
As soon as I take a breathe or a breather
Neither either man, I'm here nor there
I'm everywhere, I'm every shared experience
I'm serious, I'm kidding, I'm
Living lord willing and chilling
No ceiling while dealing in feelings
All things considered it's going swimmingly
No twenty-three in me, in my DNA, when I was twenty-three
I was in the A, I was seventeen straight, all day, no break
'Till I Californicate, had to leave L.A., get my shit straight
Re-up on my game, I was getting away
From everything of, what I was made
Well, maybe it's a mental thing
Feeling pressure from the fam and the friends and the fans
Cameras always on, come on Wayne party on
Living like it's Mardi Gras, sorry dawg, gotta grow
Tell me what the future holds, you don't make it, never know

Only thing that never changes, is things change
Only thing that never changes, is things change
Things change, things change
Things change, things change
Things change

If Heaven closed it's gates and Hell was broke
All you had was everyday you woke, would you be hella woke
But would you sell your soul so, you could get hella dough
Just so you could sleep at night, you would take a heavy dose
Way more than that melaton, you would need that heavy smoke
Just to keep your mellow bones, cause you always on the go
On the plane, on the phone, on the road
Homie you was never home
Cool with that and let it roll
Or would you try to slow your roll

Only thing that never changes, is things change
Only thing that never changes, is things change
Things change, things change
Things change, things change

Change, it's change
Change, it's change
Change

done

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