Vinzent - Don't Change

Really, all of my feelings
Saying a fuck, my feelings
And I'm feeling like I'm feeling life a little too soon
Getting money, ain't spending
Spending money, ain't get it
Now I'm spending my whole damn life in the womb
Pussy, nigga ain't hittin'
But I'm hittin' all you hittin'
Sound like I passed that gas too soon
Passed that gas too soon, passed that back real soon
Cause nigga can't dream unless you live life
Like a nigga gotta drown to be baptized
And I'm staring at your blue eyes
Hoping they don't judge mine on levels that you proved they don't see on
See, I'm not wrong, I'm told that I'm oxymoronic, or really moronic
And Oxy is sold by the cotton
I guess I get the hint that you're dropping
But je ne compromise to the nonsense
We're crossing the picket lines, just to dish some tea
Out some rich motherfucker who don't notice me
But they pocket constantly
Like, who the fuck, niggas, you supposed to be
And graciously,
We bow down cause you're popular,
And you're the man now,
But I slap bitches, what's your plan now
Really, all of my feelings
Saying a fuck, my feelings
And I'm feeling like I'm feeling life a little too soon
Getting money, ain't spending
Spending money, ain't get it
Now I'm spending my whole damn life in the womb
Pussy, nigga ain't hittin'
But I'm hittin' are you hittin'
Sound like I passed that gas too soon
Passed that gas too soon, passed that back real soon
Cause we high
And I need to be high
I ain't dealing with these feelings and the stress
Got a nigga on duress, got a lot on my chest
But the best, ain't I stress
Ain't taking on the moment, so I feel like a syst, and I know I'm depressed
But fuck it, I'm depressed, and I know that these moments that I'm feeling on
Got a nigga smoking weed like I'm hella grown
Got me a nigga cheeching out, so it's hella chong
And I ain't feeling, got a nigga on some Nia-Longs
I really don't know what this nigga is talking about
Really, all of my feelings
Saying a fuck, my feelings
And I'm feeling like I'm feeling life a little too soon
Getting money, ain't spending
Spending money, ain't get it
Now I'm spending my whole damn life in the womb
Pussy, nigga ain't hittin'
But I'm hittin' are you hittin'
Sound like I passed that gas too soon
Passed that gas too soon, passed that back real soon
If I could truly face me, no face mask
Then I could wear me and you could face that
But I face facts
That's a bed of lies
That's deep
Embedded in my mind, no baseline
Just 808s and heartbreaks
I miss the old Ye, I guess the world breaks
But I'm the world nigga, so it's my mistake
Gotta take that, no take backs
Had hands to help, but I only clapped
Is that envious, did I lie, in fact?
If you listening in, are you lost yet?
Really, all of my feelings
Saying a fuck, my feelings
And I'm feeling like I'm feeling life a little too soon
Getting money, ain't spending
Spending money, ain't get it
Now I'm spending my whole damn life in the womb,
Pussy, nigga ain't hittin'
But I'm hittin' are you hittin',
Sound like I passed that gas too soon,
Passed that gas too soon, passed that back real soon
Cause we high, and I need to be high, cause we high, so high

Written by:
Vincent Gates

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