Everythings Changed

作曲：OG Ron C,Brook Gang Music

Bobby chose chosen

Fake ** fake they all this mother

I just holler and ** them hoes

When they just hold they self

Man I swear these streets these streets

And these ** with these big ** mouths

I guess brick game like a club like it's chosen

Kick you out these ** been lied from day one

Keep it real with yourself bro

Snap out of it when we was on the road

Getting it in

You was caked up with your bottle **

And you was in the club

You was popping bottles let the fame get chips

You too good to work getting drunk as **

Get slick **

Doing all of this and your broke ain't shirt

And that ain't how I care the clique from day one

We had to call the ethics with text message

You running your mouth like athletics

Real pathetic boys telling me could you slack chose

Should be more sympathetic

But I'm just speaking the truth

And I don't give a ** homie I won't regret it

Keep it real

You waste a lot of time but I wish you luck I hope

Don't be grind see me and mine can be doing fire

We working born that's about to fly

Your first beat

Damn that wrote your first song

** I got your first hit I just added your verse on

So time goes by you tripping ** with no lie lie

But this ** can't fix these problems I'm about

Baby on me yelling love

Like some round and clear **

** cause I'm the man came a clock man

Like a kush **

Get your papers tell me we all rock them hoes

One day at a time

So motor foe

Yeah

Who's low

** them hoes

Move slow move slow

I move fast cause I done lost a lot of lights

All up in my past

Tomorrow might be my last so I don't even know

That's why I'm always on the go

Always on the road stop and go

You never know when I'm going and when I'm stopping

Truth be told I stay stressed

And a ** got a lot of problems

I can't let that stop me

I can't let that slow me down

Living life like ** these hoes

I can't let them hold me down

** wanna be my homies now

It's for them thugs back in the day

They same ** that told me that my music **

So ** I pour fold on this fast ** but moving slow

Got a dangerous mind with these rhymes

But ** this ain't no movie roll

And ** I ain't no culio

And ** I pack that tulio

Cause I got problems and ain't no selling

When I might have to use the hoe

And this ** ain't no beauty show

Kill you I act a booty hoe

Real gang music beauty show real gang

Yeah we abuse so

We abuse so time goes by

** no lie no lie

But this ** can't fix these problems here

I need to get enough like some brown and clear

Some to make the end there light the kush

All the folks get your paper

** them hoes

One day at a time

Roll them rolls

** them hoes up

** them hoes

** say that I changed my lil ** I'm

The same just can't see myself sitting around

Doing the same thing

Day after day

Day after day

Before I let you go let me let you know

Let you know I'm on a whole never level grow

Real gang **

I spit I'm so professional

Hot ** cold ** I shot ** and I'm an electrical

Respect the ** I respect the hoe

I'd rather sit back and respect my folks

This book ain't **

What started this yet q I got the hardest **

I ain't a rapper I ain't a star

I ain't a pill I'm an artist ** when I'm in the game

I've been in the game for a minute man

And ain't nothing changed with my fuckin' name

I'ma make ** respect the game

Boys be like you do you change

It's for the fame no I ain't changed

It's for the fame but I didn't change

I bought some change

I just wanna see better things

And I really think that it's bad

** act do I used to act

Do I used to act

And y'all was just used to that

Was just used to act

Yeah that was used to that

Love the way a ** used to act

** them ** they can suck a **

I ain't worried about it

What they used to ask what they used to