It ain't even a fact that niggas changed up
I just can't get back the shit I gave up
All the love and the trust and all of the seven fucks I gave
Got me at peace with my anger
It ain't even a fact that niggas hate us
I just can't get past they tryna take us
All the hurt and the pain, the false dirt on my name
I ain't changed, ugly piece of beautiful danger
Tripping my bands, playing with sand
Gripping the cans, stealing the man
One foot in the trap, I get in the jam
My baby's standing in the turnout bag
God forgive me, I know who I am
I made a new plan to get to the bag
Track called wroom, tire pressure
Physically fit like plyometrics
A lot of you niggas ain't fly as Kevin
I'm stepping and I don't get tired of flex
Detectives tried all kinds of methods
I'm staying solid, a lot of you telling
Fed up, here be trial already
A blind nigga conceded I'm heavy
Supplying 10, ain't doing no credit
Blind men, you say that you ready
Paraphrasing bout this shit, bitch, I'm just brainstorming
In the kitchen, praying to take, watching cocaine forming
I gave these bitch ass niggas my all, got nothing but pain from it
Cross the water, load come through on boats, we hydroplane on it
There's some things that only I know
From a place that you cannot go, nah
Don't be acting like I know
You know exactly what I told you
It ain't over till it's over (Huh)
This shit I gave, I couldn't get in return
Guess it was true when grandma told us
We live and we learn
Put my confessions in the wood as it lit and burned
I sat and watched the tables flip and turn
Now I got loyal enemies and disloyal homies
She crazy
How she gon' fuck with a nigga I really used to call my homie
Man, the bitch crazy
I done been cut, I done been scarred
Fucked up and down bad hard
But I ain't changed, still ain't the same
Hurting pain is what made me
He speaking the truth and teaching the youth
Every mistake is a blessing
He gon' make you visit and shit when you listen to him
Say your loss is a lesson
Had a old soul since he was young
Stayed smart but he played dumb
How the young never bit his tongue
Quietly delivered the message
There's some things that only I know
From a place that you cannot go, nah
Don't be acting like I know
You know exactly what I told you
It ain't over till it's over
I put my bitch in a choker to choker
I could just show her, bitch, I'm not a grower
Your bitch is a demon, I'm thanking the Lord
Booking a flight with him bored if I'm bored
It ain't a record if I don't record
You fuck with these niggas, but you not a whore
Yeah, aight
Plug tried to tax and I'm pulling the cord
He said he not on and we kicking the door
How you do that?
Did it before
I don't wanna spoil, bitch, I came here to fork
I don't want no food, pork
I don't want no boo, pork
It's time to west like Kanye
Oh, you love me, right?
Alright, that's what they all say
Don't trust no bitch, no way
All white forces, cocaine
Over and over, we flippin' them over
You say that's not dope, then you must be a smoker
We sell it for high, but we got it for lower
If we don't get the money, we get the promoter
He comin' with us, if you owe us
Another one bites the dust
It ain't even a fact that niggas changed up
I just can't get back the shit I gave up
All the love and the trust and all of the seven fucks I gave
Got me at peace with my anger
It ain't even a fact that niggas hate us
I just can't get past they tryna take us
All the hurt and the pain, the false dirt on my name
I ain't changed, ugly piece of beautiful danger
