letra de change (gun shots) - g herbo
[intro]
gunshots (big oz on the keyboard and sh-t)
uh, uh, turn me up
(gunshots, sh-t that we consider fun, used to hear gun shots)
on my mama
yeah
[verse 1]
gunshots, sh-t we used to consider fun
we heard gunshots (a lot of ’em)
every time i shut my eyes, i see gunshots (trauma)
i’m alive, i ain’t surprised, but my gun c-cked (c-cked)
all these tears in my eyes, i got blood-clots (uh)
stayin’ free, i ain’t decide to go on the run or not (uh)
gotta bulletproof the rides, don’t want my son shot (d-mn)
when i swallow all my pride, family all i got
is you with me or not?
this sh-t gotta stop (stop it)
gettin’ addicted to these drugs, this sh-t gotta stop (stop it)
always chillin’ with the thugs, this sh-t gotta stop (stop it)
i’m gettin’ too much guap (stop it), i’m on my way to thе top
i could buy my block (uh)
i’m tryna buy my block (uh)
i told the mayor we ’bout expansion, this sh-t gotta stop (uh-huh)
no advancе, just bought a mansion, i put that on roc (phew)
spent two hundred on my kids ’cause i blew that on glocks (fasho that)
and we outlived a hundred opps (you know that)
[chorus]
how you gon’ expect change, you don’t even wanna change
i done spent a lot of change, i ain’t even want the change (phew)
this sh-t ain’t gon’ never change, you don’t even want a chain
ain’t gon’ ever see no change, you don’t even want no chain
[verse 2]
i used to get involved (involved)
every time this sh-t was lit, i used to get a call (h-llo?)
everyday i’m in them trenches, could’ve stayed at home (uh)
went sleepless nights, but nothing like these nights i lay alone (uh, uh)
first hunnid k, you d-mn right i blew that with my dawgs (yeah)
i’m still awake, but i’m on a flight, i can’t answer my calls (yeah)
if we made bail i blew a urus on ransoms, not small (swerv’)
i get in mode, i blow the whole load, at the mall
ain’t tuckin’ sh-t, i’m rockin’ rose gold, at the mall (g herbo)
it might just be me and my bros, so we can get it on (come on)
sometimes i even pop out solo, i be with it all
stay in la, i hit the a, i feel like i’m at home
walkin’ in alure with body guards, but i still got my chrome
i’m still winnin’ and i’m sinnin’, how i know what’s wrong?
she say i’m stressin’, but i’m grinnin’, she don’t know what’s wrong
like, f-ck fame and these hoes say my name ’cause i’m that n-gga, they don’t even know my songs
[outro]
(change)
(how you gon’ expect change?)
(change)
(this sh-t ain’t gon’ never change)
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