Change the Weather

Allat talk about forever
You won't in it for the long run
I had to go and get some cheddar
Always trusting in the wrong one

I guess we split just for the better
Now I'm clutchin' on this long gun
Raise my wrist, and change the weather
If you try me, then you so dumb

You try it, you stupid, get put out yo misery
Lito, G Pe$o, you know we get busy
We don't do no talkin, we not wit the friendly
Caught that boy lackin, and aim at his kidneys

Shoot wit precision, and blick till my wrist bleed
The devil is wit me, lil nigga don't tempt me
Boy get out the way, or yo fate in this Gen 3
Oversized 22, but I call that bitch big heat

On the road to the riches, I can't do no pit-stop
Ain't worried bout bitches, I wan' be a big star
Get Woah out the trenches, the things Ima get ma
Slide through in a foreign, she gon have a sick car

On the beat I go dummy, I slide on a guitar
I pray every night, so you know Ima get far
Took my bro, wasn't right, no I will not forget Pa
Run up on this .40, you gon get a send off

Allat talk about forever
You won't in it for the long run
I had to go and get some cheddar
Always trusting in the wrong one

I guess we split just for the better
Now I'm clutchin' on this long gun
Raise my wrist, and change the weather
If you try me, then I'm gon dump

Put my wrist in the air, and I'm changing the time zone
Rollin' up pasto, the gas got my mind gone
They took my bro Blo, so can't let it bygones
You see me in public, you know I got fye on

These niggas be bitches, they should wear some nylon
They socks should be thigh-long, we turned into rivals
We could've been collossal, you was gone, yea you got ghost
Got caught in them blog posts, I hang wit them block folks

To make it back home, gotta clutch metal objects
They took my bro Blo, it was fatal to digest
Put on for our people, get Woah out them projects
Christian Dior, mix it wit, Audemar 'gets

We didn't have nothing, so we gon have plenty
Rollin' up thumpers, bro gone off the remy
That bitch was a bore, I still hit wit a jimmy
She text me, ignore, I don't care if you miss me

Allat talk about forever
You won't in it for the long run
I had to go and get some cheddar
Always trusting in the wrong one

I guess we split just for the better
Now I'm clutchin' on this long gun
Raise my wrist, and change the weather
If you try me, then I'm gon dump



Credits
Writer(s): Keonte' Bradley
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