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NBA Youngboy – Change

Lyrics Change – NBA Youngboy
Dmac on the f**kin’ track
Goddamn, BJ with another one
Pain only, oh, oh, oh, uh
It’s YoungBoy
Get yourself together, come on
You was lovin’ him, I was lovin’ you
I’m in love with you but can’t be with you
What the f**k I’m ‘posed to do
Treat me like a lame
I don’t play games like I don’t notice you
What the f**k is it I’m missin’
That he givin’ that I don’t show you
I done sat up in the prison all night
All I wishin’ that I’m holdin’ you
Try make my money bring me close to you, I’m feelin’ sorry
Love ain’t borrowed, it ain’t bought
It won’t be taken back tomorrow
Filled this .., this f**kin’ game left him stretched out ’bout his boy
Body left inside the car, they started arguin’ ’bout that boy

Feel like I’m losin’ my sane
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man
You don’t want me, then for that n**ga, don’t change
I gotta eat too, I’m in the streets, too
Caught up in some beef, too, I tucked it, I leave you
P**sy n**ga, I could reach you
Teach your b**ch a lesson for the teachin’
Exotic cars, glass house but this b**ch bulletproof
That’s how you gotta ride around when they wan’ get at you
Shoot at the whip, jump out this b**ch, then go to spin at you
Everybody that’s in gon’ hit at you, headshot to finish you
.. the fists here, throw the tool
Pain only thing make change
On the other hand, stackin’, tryna keep my sane
God, there’s a reason I’m clutching’, they wan’ bust my brain
No, I can’t trust her all
‘Cause she converse about feelin’ my man, bet again
Feel like I’m losin’ my sane
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man
You don’t want me, then for that n**ga, don’t change

I thought you loved a n**ga for a n**ga
I come to you, won’t be neglected
She might wan’ sex me, don’t ask your bestie
She don’t want you or the man
Seen a n**ga, he looked like a dyke
Until they told me what his name
Your face and neck, you got my name
Won’t give a f**k ’bout if you changed
Tryna make a dollar while I watch my partner
They won’t see me lose my dignity
Money don’t bring class
I’m prayig’ bad, they cannot get to me
Half a ticket to this b**ch, still, she is not s**t to me
Bullets tearin’ through the car, they plan on binnin’ me
Or pity from property, I’m stuck in this economy
I put money in they pockets although they still plan on robbin’ me
Knowin’ I gotta watch ’em, I don’t like ’em for to ride with me
Know that I’m a dada, might still pay ’em for to slide for me
Roller coaster, get on top of me
F**k me good, see my face, lookin’ at me
Or kiss the diamond, I close my eyes and vision so much that I see
Could barely sleep, I barely eat, I roll that dope up in the mornin’
Crack of dawn, we catch him comin’ out his house
We crack his doorman
Head off
Drive right, flyin’ past, we see police
Bro, take that pin from out your gun
Don’t be scared, nah
We get caught, we gon’ beat this s**t
Might be two years before we done
Get the drop, we blitz that s**t
We fight, we whippin’ s**t, it ain’t never one on one
That’s my lil’ brother, I know he thuggin’
It’s gon’ go down, he had me come
Feel like I’m losin’ my sane
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man
You don’t want me, then for that n**ga, don’t change…
Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album: The Last Slimeto
Produced by Dmac, BJ Beatz & MalikOTB
NBA YoungBoy | 2022

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