D Savage - Don’t U Change lyrics

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D Savage - Don’t U Change lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator] D motherfu*kin' Savage, ni**a Where the fu*k, I'm-I'm your biggest motherfu*kin' fan ni**a, on my motherfu*kin' mama I ain't talkin' out my ass, ni**a, sh*t [Refrain] Life goes on and the sun gon' shine (Uh-huh) Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' Please, I need help, help, help Talkin' to myself, self, self Life goes on and the sun gon' shine Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' (Woo) Please, I need help, help, help (Woo) Talkin' to myself, self, self (Woo) (Oh) (Oh my God) [Chorus] Ayy, look at my chain, b*tch, look at the watch She wanna leave with me I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box Sipping on Wock', can't see I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock Reppin' that 3-3-3 I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought b*tch, I'm a goddamn beast He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls Make bread in my goddamn sleep We hit up the the road, I'm fu*kin' these hoes She hate every time I leave I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock Make sure the cops don't speak And if I go down, just please hold me down Don't you change on me [Verse 1] Ayy, I been workin' so hard, gotta shine Put in work, I'ma put in the grind Dawg, you know I got cash on my mind I go deep, fell in love in her spine Ayy, I pull up to your hood and jump out a bush And show you this forty of mine Ayy, I got dope in my veins, I'm sippin' on mud I'm tryna kill some', I'm high Put that dumb-ass ni**a in the sky I get it poppin' like Fourth of July She wanna su*k on my dick while I drive Said she love me, b*tch, why did you lie? Count hunnids and fifties, I promise it's litty Lil' ni**a, I'm runnin' the city (Ayy) I'm ridin' big B, that's the Bentley (Go) I'm shootin', you know that it's with me [Chorus] Ayy, look at my chain, b*tch, look at the watch She wanna leave with me I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box Sipping on Wock', can't see I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock Reppin' that 3-3-3 I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought b*tch, I'm a goddamn beast He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls Make bread in my goddamn sleep We hit up the the road, I'm fu*kin' these hoes She hate every time I leave I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock Make sure the cops don't speak And if I go down, just please hold me down Don't you change on me [Verse 2] Ayy, I be blowing on gas like a chimney I got b*tch ni**as talking 'bout killing me I be riding with sticks, are you kidding me? I'm just hoping they matching my energy Ayy, I'm smoking exotic, my b*tch is erotic I'm flexing, got bands in my pocket Why you lying? You just need to stop it I snuck in this b*tch with my rocket I got what you need, a plug to the socket She all on her knees, she giving me noggin Ain't getting no cheese, ain't making no profit I speak to them all like a prophet I jump in these streets and don't do no talking I'm throwing up Bs on the block with my partners We just politicking and counting up dollars I can't hit if that pussy got mileage [Chorus] Ayy, look at my chain, b*tch, look at the watch She wanna leave with me I'm feelin' like Roddy, I beat up her box Sipping on Wock', can't see I'm fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock Reppin' that 3-3-3 I'm killin' 'em dead, don't know what they thought b*tch, I'm a goddamn beast He froze with his poles, I'm thumbin' through rolls Make bread in my goddamn sleep We hit up the the road, I'm fu*kin' these hoes She hate every time I leave I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock Make sure the cops don't speak And if I go down, just please hold me down Don't you change on me [Refrain] Life goes on and the sun gon' shine (Uh-huh) Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' Please, I need help, help, help Talkin' to myself, self, self Life goes on and the sun gon' shine Feels like I'm failin', failin', failin' (Woo) Please, I need help, help, help (Woo) Talkin' to myself, self, self (Woo)