Time to Change

I just want you to love me for who I am
I don't care if you judge me cuz I been through hell
No procrastination cuz I'm in my lane
I'm not scared of death and it's Time To Change

Sittin' at home wit my phone all alone
worried too much in a zone not condoned
Need some new clothes hit the Goodwill
down the road less than a good meal
Shoulda known it would be like this but this all I know
Don't ask me for favors when you see me getting paper
I'm riding down Lakeland in a black 4runner like YO
Loud fragrances origins from California
walk out neighbors ask me how are ya
The only thing about me that's aspiring is 8 figures stashed in its entirety
I do all this shit entirely music in my vein it's my sobriety

I just want you to love me for who I am
I don't care if you judge me cuz I been through
No procrastination cuz I'm in my lane
I'm not scared of death and it's Time To Change

Where my skrilla at? how ya mama n nem?
What you talking? bout how old you is?
Most of it I can't even think about
I gotta appease the voices in my head cuz they louder
Why you gotta nice truck but you don't drive it
Why can't I get some more money I been grinding
You don't really know what it is
You never lived a life like this
Old as shit spit like wintergreen Timberwolf I come equipped
Tell your girl to stop texting me shit is stressing me
Thats not the way its sposed to be just cuz I'm finessing thing
Why you walk out and you aint say bye?
Its little things that make you see
I aint never had a silver spoon but I been on probation
Might not look it but I been through some shady arrangements
Being on papers makin ya scrape for chedda shit'll change you

I just want you to love me for who I am
I don't care if you judge me cuz I been through
No procrastination cuz I'm in my lane
I'm not scared of death and it's Time To Change

Stop by the store and pick up a rillo, tell a story here I go
Weird verses I pull up in black hearses they hide purses
Hoody thrown up like I aint rehearse this
You won't understand my pain so just stand clear
I'm tipsy but I'm telling the truth my only home is in music
Only problem is I may be spacey
These pills be making me feel like everything good
When in fact I'm feeling really crazy and
Maybe I haven't even been taken em
And now I'm raging talking cajun talking cussing Making myself look like I am not basic
Talking bout craziest I'm the waviest
DNA from another dimension at a gala talm bout aliens and pyramids
I'm with aliens, guns, painkillers cuz I need A-list everything

I just want you to love me for who I am
I don't care if you judge me cuz I been through
No procrastination cuz I'm in my lane
I'm not scared of death and it's Time To Change



Credits
Writer(s): Billy Meshel, Raymond Bloodworth, Chris Welch
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