Change
I keep on prayin that the world is gonna change and then Im waking up and everything the same
And I don't know who to blame
But if the world comes fallin down tell me who will remain? Man fuck, when I die who's gonna show up?
Why my momma dont show me no love why I sit back and I roll up
I just Sit back
Now, Everytime im in my zone I'm thinking back
Driving reckless in this Audi I been livin fast
Only time I ain't stressed out is when I'm on the gas
prayin up to god that I can make a livin fast
I got another pack of backwoods tryna ease my mind
Because the man up in the mirror doesn't feel alive
They say that the top is lonely well I love the quiet
Had to elevate my mind so I could let you inside
I wanna see the world start changing
(Please) How we got so much technology but bad communication?
This is a fucked up generation
So I got 2s up and a middle finger up to a hatin mother fucka that just wanna see me fail (Ha)
Bitch I've been grinding and I made it out of hell
This is for my son how can u bet on me to fail?
Ima beast on every track I call my baby mama belle
Now I wonder if that's the shit u wanna hear
Me just rappin instead of getting u in yo feels about how the world is lost how I'm just here pondering bout my life As I'm sipping up on a beer
Im just tryna tell tell you how I feel
And I don't know who to blame
But if the world comes fallin down tell me who will remain? Man fuck, when I die who's gonna show up?
Why my momma dont show me no love why I sit back and I roll up
I just Sit back
Now, Everytime im in my zone I'm thinking back
Driving reckless in this Audi I been livin fast
Only time I ain't stressed out is when I'm on the gas
prayin up to god that I can make a livin fast
I got another pack of backwoods tryna ease my mind
Because the man up in the mirror doesn't feel alive
They say that the top is lonely well I love the quiet
Had to elevate my mind so I could let you inside
I wanna see the world start changing
(Please) How we got so much technology but bad communication?
This is a fucked up generation
So I got 2s up and a middle finger up to a hatin mother fucka that just wanna see me fail (Ha)
Bitch I've been grinding and I made it out of hell
This is for my son how can u bet on me to fail?
Ima beast on every track I call my baby mama belle
Now I wonder if that's the shit u wanna hear
Me just rappin instead of getting u in yo feels about how the world is lost how I'm just here pondering bout my life As I'm sipping up on a beer
Im just tryna tell tell you how I feel
Credits
Writer(s): Edward Joel Kowalczyk, Patrick Dahlheimer, Chad David Taylor, Chad Alan Gracey
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