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letra de don’t u change - d savage

[intro: tyler, the creator]
d motherf-ckin’ savage, n-gga
where the f-ck, i’m-i’m your biggest motherf-ckin’ fan
n-gga, on my motherf-ckin’ mama
i ain’t talkin’ out my ass, n-gga, 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 k!llin’ ’em dead, don’t know what they thought
b-tch, i’m a godd-mn beast
he froze with his poles, i’m thumbin’ through rolls
make bread in my godd-mn sleep
we hit up the the road, i’m f-ckin’ 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 k!ll some’, i’m high
put that dumb-ass n-gga in the sky
i get it poppin’ like fourth of july
she wanna suck on my d-ck while i drive
said she love me, b-tch, why did you lie?
count hunnids and fifties, i promise it’s litty
lil’ n-gga, 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 k!llin’ ’em dead, don’t know what they thought
b-tch, i’m a godd-mn beast
he froze with his poles, i’m thumbin’ through rolls
make bread in my godd-mn sleep
we hit up the the road, i’m f-ckin’ 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 n-ggas talking ’bout k!lling 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 p-ssy 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 k!llin’ ’em dead, don’t know what they thought
b-tch, i’m a godd-mn beast
he froze with his poles, i’m thumbin’ through rolls
make bread in my godd-mn sleep
we hit up the the road, i’m f-ckin’ 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)

- d savage

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