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m.lot - everything must change كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1 m.lot]
i’m that new breed, new hippie
hit me up before i blow
-ssuming your new man ain’t hit you back
like girl i know
i overdosed
i always go to far, i always toe the road
i hope you know i miss the old me too
i know i;m always cold
tough i got that legendary fire flow
got them looking now they got to know
got them thinking im the lotto
like my alias before m.lot became your idol
(god d-mn)
the evident is heaven sent
i make them silent like they kevin smith
now which squad you think i’m wrecking with
you’re going to make the kid show up to shut the show down
you’re struggle rapping can’t hold up next to my flow now
this whole city i hold down
because i got that cadence
that captured the throne and took the crown
but i know hey want lot
i know that they coming for me they covet my spot
you know i’ve been runni this sh-t since summer was hot
and now i’m ust having fun with it
like it’s off of the top, it never stops (no)
remember those project days im wide awake
like jewel runners my el-p was a hearrt escape
stop
if you listening then you’ll get it then
thy all mmimick him ain’t no gimmicks
i f-cking get it in (aaah)
oh my goodness
i used to think that i couldn’t go in
and now that im cooking i got them bowing down
oh yeah im catching them looking
like who is he to be booking
they thought they all had me shook
and then i shot them down
i mean im sorry
i mean i’m tripping off everything
i see your insecurities rise when you saw me
like they shouldn’t talk b
you struggle to watch me
so f-ck what they thought g

[verse 2 bos]

baby promise, gotta be honest (i don’t know)
it’s hurting my conscience all of this nonsense (i gotta go)
its hard to explain, the feeling remain (and always grow)
it runs in my veings, im real to the came (its in my soul)
momma told me everythings gotta change
watch your homies getting dumb in the brain
p-ssing pipes witha ll that gr-ss with white
while paying baby momma on that government change
pops told me all the sh-ts gotta switch
f-ck the block get a grip
get a job, get a whip
leave the glock get a chick
settle down drop your fist
you lost your homies to the game
dont d your name to the list
homie cop me a 5th
got a rock we can split
so we can make a profit off this raw raw brick
so dont hide it where the cop dogs sniff
it’ll be gone before long so dog dont trip
i’m just saying, little homie got a family to raise
and if they send me away who’d teach my son to pray
plus my girls been begging me stay away from the game
but i can’t even afford the booth
you know what i could make for just a quarter or two
make a play, amek a score before quarter to two
hit chelsea pay the meter with a quarter or two
hit the booth in short order, keep recording for you
3 quarters of vodka and a quarter of juice
have you catching a buzz before ima quarter way through

- m lot

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