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letra de mama, i ain't changed (original version) - blaze ya dead homie

[intro: abk]
if money means murder, mama, murder is the plan
let it go

[verse 1: blaze]
ever since i remember, mama i could never please you
i could never walk the path you wanted me to
and i refused to listen every time
and watched you scream at the top of your lungs until you cry
even though i hated it
i think back now to myself, i never changed it
i would steal your bike, and i would steal your watch
i’d even steal them lawn chairs from off your b-tch ass porch
and thuggin’ was my main hobby
i bought a 380 just in casе somebody robbed me
mama mad now ‘causе i got heat
pocket full of money, new shoes on my feet
i even put five hundred on the rent
but my mama’s stubborn ass flushed that sh-t down the toilet
no drug money in this household
that was five hundred dollars, d-mn, mama, you cold

[chorus: blaze, abk]
though the winds and the tides will change, crime will pay
and pave the way, let’s be real, mama, i ain’t changed
if money means murder, mama, murder is the plan
let it go (i ain’t changed)
there’s a dollar for every second inside the day
crime will pave the way, let’s be real, mama, i ain’t changed
if money means murder, mama, murder is the plan
let it go (i ain’t changed)
[verse 2: blaze]
as i moved up in the dope game, mama never changed
i would flip two bricks a week just to maintain
she would say that she gonna call the po me
told everyone in my neighborhood that she don’t know me
d-mn, mama, you ain’t right
did you tell em how i’m servin’ up the baseheads every night?
and every mornin sleepin’ ’til the pm
and hit up the mall to get fresh for the weekend
that was my america dream
more cheddar, more heads, bakin’ sodas, and triple beams
hoes and clothes, good weed to toke
and artillery to swiss cheese and leave some gun smoke
you don’t want none, better be ready
the lights are on chop so when i’m rocksteady
she would cry every time i leave the house
and i wonder why she drunk passed out on the couch

[chorus: blaze, abk]
though the winds and the tides will change, crime will pay
and pave the way, let’s be real, mama, i ain’t changed
if money means murder, mama, murder is the plan
let it go (i ain’t changed)
there’s a dollar for every second inside the day
crime will pave the way, let’s be real, mama, i ain’t changed
if money means murder, mama, murder is the plan
let it go (i ain’t changed)
[verse 3: abk]
i know i ain’t changin’, life’s too short
all i wanna do is thug and pay my way outta court
i’ma always be trippin’ on the block
sippin’ a 40 by the weed spot, backyard barbecues when it’s hot
the whole hood get lippy when they get tipsy
i remember mom street fighting like she was back in her twenties
(bring it on, boy) i wouldn’t change my life for sh-t
and f-ck anybody sayin’ that i need to quit (f-ck you)
you ever drove past an enemy and seen him just chillin’?
threw the car in park, and beat him down till he had no feelin’
(d-mn) it’s a little rough out here
when you all alone standing on your own, things get so clear
kinda makes you wanna sit back and think for a second
figure out really who’s life you’re wreckin’
as for me though, i’m lookin ahead
and i ain’t changin’, so expect more blood to be shed
you feel me?

- blaze ya dead homie

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