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• Artiste: Lil Zay Osama
• Titre: Changed Up
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I’m screamin' fuck niggas right now You knew I was fucked up, you knew I ain’t had shit I asked you multiple times to show me the way I asked you multiple times to put me in position to get some money. You sent me off a thousand times now it’s fuck you You ain’t give no fuck ‘bout me You was cracking them cards and sellin’ that shit I was out on the block with nun’ but a nick Hunnit deep with the partnas plotting on a lick Life on the line, taking a risk Protecting the side, I’m bangin’ the stick You gettin’ money ain’t fronted me shit When I asked you for it you spent that on a bitch I knew that you wasn’t gon' ride You say that you got me but you steady lying If you know you got it why you couldn’t provide If you gettin’ money don’t leave out yo' guys I was up on the block with a Glock in my hands, makin’ sure niggas made it home safe You was up on the block with some rocks in yo hands, I was slayin’ anything came yo way I was protection for you any day All I ask for you is to put me in play Mama was struggling, daddy ain’t there, you was playin’ with 50k up in my face I could’ve robbed you, I could’ve shot you but nigga my loyalty go a long way You spendin’ that shit on a bitch and I couldn’t really trip, it’s yo shit at the end of the day You spendin’ that shit on some kicks but how can I trip, it’s yo shit at the end of the day But bitch I’m yo homie so how could you leave me, I had struggle and showing you fake, aye I knew that you wasn’t gon ride Should’ve separated, should’ve changed my crowd I really looked at you as one of the guys Should’ve cut you off the first time that you lied You ain’t give no fuck ‘bout me You was cracking them cards and sellin’ that shit I was out on the block with nun’ but a nick Hunnit deep with the partnas plotting on a lick Life on the line, taking a risk Protecting the side, I’m bangin’ the stick You gettin’ money ain’t fronted me shit When I asked you for it you spent that on a bitch I knew that you wasn’t gon' ride You say that you got me but you steady lying If you know you got it why you couldn’t provide If you gettin’ money don’t leave out yo guys