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Don Trip feat. Singa B Lyrics
"Changing"

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[Singa B:]
Times are changing
Things will never be the same
So who we fooling
Thinking we can make things change

Grinding off four quarters trying to get a dollar
Ain't worried about no election, we got bigger problems
Never knew how to acted, I probably skipped the Oscars
Meanwhile, Flem ain't got no drinking water but we balling,
That's all that matters to us
Change the station like this shit could never happen to us
So what's life like?
Every night's Fright Night,
Niggas using infrared red beams like night lights
Touching the key like they type write
The flashing lights might be fucking with are eye sight
'Coz we don't see shit until it's far too late
Never learn to keep secrets 'til they got him on tape
What's the use of evidence when they can press Play
Say everything you want until there's nothing left to say
When it rains, it pours, niggas colors start to fade
Now we finally get to find out a niggas true shade

[Singa B:]
Times are changing
Things will never be the same
So who we fooling
Thinking we can make things change

What happen when the rent due and you stressed,
You ain't got nobody to vent to
Your kids hungry but there's nothing on the menu
And your Friends ain't got nothing they can lend you,
And the sack ain't jumping so the sack ain't coming
It was all good a week ago, you was doing numbers
But you spend it just as fast as you make it like it's nothing
Like the money's guaranteed but we both know it wasn't
Bitches love a nigga with some money, Funny
You been in club with your home boys stunting with the check
That you made off the dope you was fronted
Now you can't pay your people, so you thinking about running
Making up excuses, the plug ain't a dummy
It's been three weeks and counting
Now the bright side is, it ain't nothing to kill you about
But you 30 and you still ain't got your hustle figured out?
Goddamn

[Singa B:]
Times are changing
Things will never be the same
So who we fooling
Thinking we can make things change
This song is from the album "The Head That Wears The Crown".