Spare Changes

Came up out the womb a man
With everything that you demand
You can say I had a plan
Way before I had a fan
Some will probably call it luck
I just call it being blessed
You ain't never did the work
But you want to be the best

Lately I can never stress
Never better better yet
Might've had a thing for you
She know I'm the better bet
I degrass I let it rest
Go and get another check
I could always see my future
I bet they can never guess

Guessin they get it
Cuz look at me now and then
Look at yourself in the mirror
I know they doubted my thesis
But they doubted Jesus
And right now I'm making it clear
Clearly these people don't
Know where they going

And lately I feel like
The man with the map
I got this shit out the mud
You can give me the word
And I'll probably give it right back
Back of the bus I was scraping the change
Back of my head I was living the life
Back of my job I was losing the focus for

Trying to find ways to get back to the mic
All of this working, ain't working
I feel like a liar and I cannot lie to myself
I know that you feeling? so don't let me tell you
I know that a lot of you know

Spilling pieces of a?
Don't you know it, I'm the real thing baby
And if you don't make a dollar
Then I couldn't make a real change baby
Spilling pieces of a?
Don't you know it, I'm the real thing baby
And if you don't make a dollar
Then I couldn't make a real change baby

Came up out the womb a giant
You were licking, you a client
Now you got so much to say
I was hurting you was quiet
Glory is what glory does
So you know the story love
Never thought he'd be a legend
He was always sure he was

You was always "nate saying"
Some things never change
Spiritually I never age
Feeling like eleven grade
Junior me, proud of me
Standing tall, towering
Doing things I never do
Before I was living cowardly

Sushi rolls, sour D
Song 3, hour 3
I don't even go to sleep
Know the lord empower me
Wake 'em up they sound asleep
They gon' hear the sound of me
When the money getting up
Truly ain't no doubting me

Finally get it cuz look at me now
And then looking at
Me from the picture
They probably thought
That I needed them
Thought I'd keep 'em
They lucky if I even miss 'em
Thinking that you got me figured

You figured it wrong, but
Tt's ok I truly forgive you
Lately I ain't got the time
To be picking up fights
When I'm trying to pay
Shit from the menu

Spilling pieces of a?
Don't you know it, I'm the real thing baby
And if you don't make a dollar
Then I couldn't make a real change baby
Spilling pieces of a?
Don't you know it, I'm the real thing baby
And if you don't make a dollar
Then I couldn't make a real change baby



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Hollingshed, Michael Xavier Westerfield
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