Unchanged

How you stay the same never change
That fame ain't changing me
Damn I lost my girl is it my fault
Just put the blame on me
I been outchea in this cold no umbrella let it rain on me
So I can clear my sins, I got the past right behind me
Broke my rearview, ain't no looking out it
Life go on, Watch I blossom to a flower
Niggas Want me dead but they know I live in sidon
I want never change up
Cuz I know that fame a turn you sour
Fuck that Bitch and drop the condom, she gone suck it off the powder

I change the game gimme respect, I put my opps to rest
Them dead presidents sound good, I paid prices like roger that
I got them bills but cosby blind, so I gotta bank account
So many commas blow yo mind, Ima grind until I shine, I know they gotta watch me Shine
Ima ball when its my time, I speak the truth I'm never lying
I'm the voice of the trenches, this pain be the realest
Ima buy my momma a house in houston, turn up the beat ima make you feel my music
Ian have nobody to call, but they all watched me fall
Ain't nun but some pain in these streets, I give you fame in these streets
Never been a rockstar, But with this Iron I rock and roll
When that pressure hit the point I bet I never fold
And I can't rat up on nigga, Ian never told
Like tablet to these niggas I'll never fold
That girl lied to my face she grabbed my heart and escaped
Then she broke it like a vase or a phone without a case
Now I'm in my feelings and I'm feeling sentimental
Click upon that red app, and write to instrumentals
And this my fucking passion that's why I make it look so simple
Ima be foreverlasting, I'm the present Ion understand the past tense

How you stay the same never change
That fame ain't changing me
Damn I lost my girl is it my fault
Just put the blame on me
I been outchea in this cold no umbrella let it rain on me
so I can clear my sins, I got the past right behind me
Broke my rearview, ain't no looking out it
Life go on, Watch I blossom to a flower
Niggas Want me dead but they know I live in sidon
I want never change up
Cuz I know that fame a turn you sour
Fuck that Bitch and drop the condom, she gone suck it off the powder
I change the game gimme respect, I put my opps to rest



Credits
Writer(s): Martrell Boyd
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