Lyrics Mike WiLL Made–It – Change

Eearz:
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y’all niggas to get up out the hood

Hook:
I just wanna change, you just wanna change
When that money came, all these hoes just changed
Talkin’ ’bout 4 Range, pulled up in them things
Seein’ on them thangs, blowin’ out the brains
I just want some change, that new Mulsanne
And the window wings, Alexander Wang
Bitch I’m Charlie Sheen, bitch I got the game
I just want some change, hey you wanted change

I just made my lane, I just lost my brains
Myron lost the brains, I just caught a diamond
Give my jewel a shinin’, I’m just kickin’ flavor
I ain’t even rhymin’, this watch an OT
I can’t tell no time and
Then I got us the stuff, I’m like, «Fuck nigga, what?»
Nigga tellin’ me that he gon’ go to the trunk
He ain’t got no time, I already got mine
Once he turn his back, put holes in his spine
But that bitch nigga turn up
But that bitch nigga turned up
And never get swish in my cup
40 took on me, I’ve been goin’ through some changes
Tell me to drop my tool, don’t know my situation

Hook

Measure up, I’m with the loft
Porsche, put in the stable
Power moves at the table
Paid the cost to be the boss
Ben Frank, you see me tossin’
Split the check just like an offerin’
Family members passed away
Shit changin’ every day
Kickin’ doors and sellin’ caine
What it take to make a change?
Put a price up on your head
Nigga you just worth some change
Used to sleep up on the floor
I ain’t have no fuckin’ change
Now the crib so big
Find me on the other wing
Came so close up where I started
Some changes I made was the hardest
Think I’m weak? Lil bitch I’ve been the hardest
Drownin’ in dirt, gave a nigga a polish
Was a dealer slangin’ narcotics
My cheese green, not cottage
Shouts out to me, not the stylist
I dress myself, I’m the proudest

Now listen I’m too real
Can’t change on nobody, yeah
She got them ass shots
Spend change on her body

Hook