Austin Fortson - Changing II

Feel like that I'm running out of time
Running out of breath
Running up these checks
Got a few chicks running up the stress
Running through they mind
Is he running game
Why's he running late
Don't confuse this girl I'm running to my goals
In the stu running 18 holes
Trynna get these hits
One take
Okay run it back
Okay done with that
Will they fuck with that
Just one way to know
Fuck it if they don't
Go ahead and lie and say shii get you're hate off
I move with my niggas so its never winner takes all
But leave it to these new niggas and no doubt they gon make off
Forgiving aint my strong suite so its rare that I make up
Its true stories everytime nothing here is made up
Straight up
While grown men playing make believe
You hate to see it
Shit they say they did from a to z
Not 1 fact surprisingly not amazing me
I've gotten used to these weirdos sadly
I see they down badly
I don't got the time to be caught up with their happenings
I say I'm turning over new leaves but fall back in old habits
Autumn comes and it reflects all the flaws from the year
But there still time before the year end
I been doing good but gotta be doing more
I been been getting paid but needing a bigger score
I know there's plenty time but feel I'm needing more
And just cause I changed what I'm doing don't mean I switching up like you
Can't imagine where I'd be if I was getting down like you
Shit going left and imma always make the right move
Shit had gone left and i thought I'd be beside you
No I'm not changing who I am but the things I do
Crazy how you can't get enough once I'm done with you
Crazy how the ones who supposed to have you back gon front on you
Crazy how the things that I said I'll do is coming true
I got 2 many holes on the road that I have to swerve
2 many hoes that I know that I had to curve
I got plenty reasons why I had to dead relationships
I got plenty reasons when in out why I'm thinking that I hate this shit
These niggas fake as shit
Try but they can't fake this shit
Try but they won't take this shit
No ain't nothing handed cause this life is what you make of it
I been putting work in overtime no I ain't make this quick
I gotta go hard
No chrome heart
More like cold steel
Cause I steal hearts
Shawty said she in love with me still even after we had grown apart
Texts short like Bonaparte
Certain people too close for comfort even if we just 2 phones apart
Like why you even in my phone at all
Ask to link I give a no show and a no call
How you know her thats a close call
All her problems posted online and she still claiming that she's closed off
I seen shordie with her nevermind
Had to know that she was never mine
You seen the dirt but imagine the things that you couldn't find
Oh Gosh
Running from your problems only get you so far
Thats why I address it and keep it stepping move on
There's alot of people who ain't never plan to move on
That's the people that I had to go and move off
I got 2 many holes on the road that I have to swerve
2 many hoes that I know that I had to curve
I got plenty reasons why I had to dead relationships
I got plenty reasons when in out why I'm thinking that I hate this shit
These niggas fake as shit
Try but they can't fake this shit
Try but they won't take this shit
No ain't nothing handed cause this life is what you make of it
I been putting work in overtime no I ain't make this quick

Written by:
Austin Ross-Fortson

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