Change - XV

See this?

This is my change man

We usually on skrill but right now I’m tired

Tired of being depressed, I’m very tired

We, we’ve been, man, we ain’t had no money man

I can’t even get my hair cut

I can’t, I’m not gon' do my haircut

I’m done, I’m almost done

I gotta headache

This shit is fuckin' pitiful man, sitting here counting pennies,

quarters and nickles

'Cause I’m broke, out here spending all this money to see Bad Boys 2,

and Terminator 3

I just spent five hundred dollars in a week and a half

And I knew I was going to the Jay-Z concert

Niggas don’t wanna pay me for my beats

We 'bout to blow up though, this ain’t gon' be no more counting change

Look, let me take you back before we start

My vessel for the flood on the wave, Noah’s ark

Music in my veins, from the brain to the heart

'03 on the grind, underground like Tony Hawk

From a small pond, but I swam with the sharks

Paid my dues, the only cost for a boss

Used to play Snoop and hit the mall just to floss

Tryna get change to get a chain with a cross

I gave it all just to win but it’s insane what I lost

I’ve seen kin, friends, and women change for fame and the gloss

Mask on, people never see me takin' it off

Fast forward, people hear me, try to play me as soft

Armory VIP had 'em taping it off

That was show 23, I was taking us off

Change, made a new wave, changed how we do things

Changed in that new game, changed up the shoestrings

Changed every five years like Bruce Wayne

Christian Bale out the cell, fighting through Bane

Gave 'em hell with every Hail Mary threw mayne

Can’t even talk Wichita without who’s name

You know the green backpack on the new kid

Running through the biz like who did

This joint went on point then Whoo Kid

Out in Vegas slanging tapes with my crew kid

In '01 I was dropping sixteens

Small town couldn’t stop my big dreams

Tryna rock the big screen, big jeans

Tops and bottoms, big tees

Back at home got the drama extreme

Got a call in '03, Grandma passed, October 16

Tryna get C.R.E.A.M., you know I would make a quick scheme

Which team wanna play us like we was the six string

First string have you players pissing down your inseam

We was kings, Royalty Records got guillotined

Me and Seven made all these records to hit the scene

Shorty got pregnant then hit me with the Billie Jean

Had me wanting to pack man, moved to the Philippines

I put my energy in this music like just do it

Sometimes you gotta go through it just to get through it

Get to it, don’t do it the same

'Cause everythang gotta change that never would change

From releasing the music, to touring, to getting a fan base and finding my own

lane, I’ve taken all those steps, to, you know, get the deal.

Now that I’ve got

it, it’s like, everything starts over.

Now, the whole grind is different.

Now, I’m a new artist, rather than me being like, an artist grinding to make

it, now I’m a new artist.

So now I’m in the industry, now everything starts

over.

And you can still fuck up, you can still lose shit, you get one shot,

really.

Not all the time, but most of the time you get one shot to really make

this shit work, and so now everything starts over

Change moved when the crew didn’t talk more

Tryna change the game’s tune, where’s the aux cord?

Praying now, I’m breaking down on all fours

I’m staying out, my mama say I should call more

Pass the aux man, gimme the tunes

As we commute I set the mood

This kid of the moon wishes to move through the map in the middle of June

Niggas' BMs in my DMs tryna give me the poon

But I know bitches that be fatal when you get up in they naval

Trippin' with my label so I kicked it at the cradle

Darah had shrooms that the homie Ron gave him

It was Hurricane Sandy, we said might as well take 'em

To be honest, my whole life I tried to play it safe

Around this time told me not to take a break

But it was hard to keep my label and the fans awake

All my peers were making albums, I was here still making tapes

I said I was tired, I never retired, but I was

Very inspired by Jerry McGuire

I told the label I was leaving and took every foul

Took wifey by the hand, started settling down

Let’s change the picture, no more tours and babysitters

Let’s do Netflix, chill, and making dinner

Never wanted to give up, I’ll tell you what make a quitter

When you deal with disappointment, making a baby wit her

I was lost, every loss I took personal

Turned into Jordan when I would talk

Don’t need to come to Jesus

I just need to see the boss

Tried calling on God, I think his phone was off

His plans wasn’t transparent but I seen 'em through

'Cause tough times don’t last, tough people do

Cold world in a freeze frame

Even got a coin shortage as an omen that we all need change

If you’re not over here in 15 minutes, you can find a new best friend

You’ve been saying that since the fifth grade

Twenty bucks says he’s sitting in his car debating about whether or not he

should go out

He’ll keep calling me, he’ll keep calling me, until I come over.

He’ll make me feel guilty

This is ridiculous, OK?

I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go.

Shit