Don Pablito - Changes

I’m hoping that this rap game don’t change me
Street nigga granny serving us liver with gravy
Try to toss it out before she see us
Can’t make her mad
She just got me some shelltoe addidas
All white believe i wore it right
Hopping on the handle bars
We on them bikes
Let her nigga leave his dyno
It be gone on sight
Any problem gotta squabble if you wrong or right
This industry ain’t never taught me life
Was in the streets so many lonely nights
Counting losses that with betrayal
Retaliation that come with it fatal
You gotta watch who you bring to the table
Cus you gon be suprised of the ones that’s ungrateful
Gotta appreciate the hard times that made you
And all the time. You did it wrong
And god saveu


Gotta alleviate niggaz greedy and hate
Never take the risk you take
Wanna divi ya plate
Fly painting on my wall
Watching my baby crawl
Gotta blotch that el paka
That lay on the floor
Couches made in suede
Like I’m in The 80’s
Silk sheets when we sleep
A place for my lady
Always calling me poppa
The name that she gave me
Record player spin new edition
When it get rainy
Rottweiler by feet if u thinking
You crazy
Makk 11 on the dresser
That spot like a baby
A therapist probably label me crazy
I tell that bitch go sail a ship
But thank you sanely
Bout to throw some curtains in that new Mercedez
In memory of my father
Just know I’m living baby

Gotta appreciate the hard times that made you
And all the time. You did it wrong
And god done saved you

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