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I CHANGED

by Sad Generation

on Sad Szn (2017)

[Intro]
*clears throat*
Alright, yeah!
I'm back, aye (I'm back in this bitch!)
'tis the season
Um, Sad Szn, ya dig
And to my Cult (Cult Collective)
We made it baby (yeah!)
And to everybody that tried to stop this from happening
(ya dig, suck my dick!)
Try harder

Verse 1:
Yeah, 12 months... 12 months
Hey, look at what we did in 12 months
I remember high school, skipping lunch (yeah)
The student parking lot, I used to sell blunts (aye)
Hoe i'm a scholar, Bitch I never failed once (yeah)
How you got shooters but they never held guns? (aye)
I'm on the come up and I never fell once (yeah)
Bitch this is war and yeah I want that red-rum (murder)

Ok, neck on drip (drip)
Wrist on drip (drip)
You need my permission just to talk to my bitch (ya dig)
She the baddest queen in this bitch off rip! (huh!)
You can't talk back with my dick between yo lips (facts)
Blessed up, flexed up
I bet you won't flex up
I feel like a doctor, I can't stop running this check-up
I can't trust these bitches
They just want me cause i'm next up
They pullin' they panties down
They puttin' they legs up
(yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah, catch up
You still playin' catch up (huh!)
Yellow gold mustard on my chain
You need to catch up (bitch)
They can't drain my energy
They tryna fuck my head up
Feds keep on tapping
Man this shit done got me fed up
(aye, aye this shit done got me fed up)

I'ma change my number on yo stupid ass boy
You don't know I can here you nigga when you tryna tap my shit?

Hook:
Step the fuck back if you ain't wit my gang!
I won't ever let you throw me off of my game
Hard to keep yo' hands clean throwing dirt on my name
Getting no sleep had me going insane

But you can step the fuck back if you ain't wit my gang!
It's a bigger picture and you ain't in my frame
Tryna keep yo hands clean throwing dirt on my name
I done glo'd up now they sayin' I changed, I changed, I changed!

Yeah, now they sayin I changed
Cause I outgrew you now you calling me names
You just fucking jealous you can't burn out my flame
My flame, my flame!

Verse 2:
Motherfucker, I grew! (yeah)
Shit, if I was you then I would hate on me too
You bitter ass bitches ain't got nothing left to do-do
I don't fuck wit you-ou
You vanish like voo-doo
Smoking on that oou-oou
That shit stank like its doo-doo

I know 13 reasons why you a bitch
Number 1, you a bitch
Number 2, you a bitch
Number 3, you a bitch
Number 4, you a bitch
Number 5, you a bitch

Ok, I'ma let you finish ('ye)
Bitch you need to mind yo business
All up in my fucking business
Said the only thing that period gon stop is a sentence
I'm too nasty and I'm sick wit it
Counting all this dirty money like i'm P. Diddy

Pull up (aye)... pull up (aye)... i'ma pull up (aye)
I keep shittin' on em, shit I think I need some-
Yeah, pull up (aye)... pull up (aye)... i'ma pull up (aye)
I keep shittin' on em, shit I think I need some pull ups
Aye, pull up! pull up! pull up!
I keep shittin' on em, shit I think I need some-
Aye, pull up! pull up! pull up!
I keep shittin' on em, shit I think I need some pull ups

Hook:
Step the fuck back if you ain't wit my gang!
I won't ever let you throw me off of my game
Hard to keep yo' hands clean throwing dirt on my name
Getting no sleep had me going insane

But you can step the fuck back if you ain't wit my gang!
It's a bigger picture and you ain't in my frame
Tryna keep yo hands clean throwing dirt on my name
I done glo'd up
You damn right I changed, I changed, I changed!