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letra de yeat - höw could i changë (prod. treetime) [unreleased] - yeat

[intro]
how could i change? (yeah, yeah, yeah, phew)
(treetime)

[pre-chorus]
i put fur all on my, (ah-, fur)
yeah, i put fur all on my b-tches
i prefer head in the cat
yeah, before i called them b-tches
yeah, i call my b-tches brazy

[chorus]
how could i change, in this life i’m too right (how, how)
how could i change, watch them slide, watch them try (how, how)
how could i change, watch ’em die, watch ’em hide (how could i change)
i prefer my x at night
i prefer my x at night

[verse]
i prefer my x at night, but i might geek in the morning
i prefer to live this lifе, but i could live so boring
i know that they sleeping on the kid, i d-mn nеar hеard ’em snoring (phew)
bought that bih’ like five rings, only fit on four rings (four rings)
got my money tall, like yao ming, yeah (phew)
got a crib in east la and palm springs, yeah
i did too many dirty drugs, did too many strong tens, yeah
all my money strong and your money scrawny (scrawny), ah-ah-ah, oh
get them off me (oh), yeah
got a lot of cough syrup, yeah, all sleep (codeine)
say i’m bitin’ swag, my fans get ’em off of me (brr)
and make sure all my twizzy are rich, yeah
they gon’ ball for me (ball)
they gon’ ball for me (ah)
yeah, all they ball for me
call up elliante, flawless on my t–th
i know that b-tch is thot
know that b-tch a thief
she like to eat my wood
she my beaver
i seen kid go out so sad turn to tweakers
i seen kid go out so sad for a pair of sneakers
i seen kid go out so sad they lost they bleachers
i seen kid go out so sad less bread then they teachers
i took the z65 from the [?]
it really took these kids five years so they could look back and just open they eyes
i ain’t never go back to my word, if i tell em i’ll slide i’m definitely gon’ slide (yah)
i told myself i takin’ a break from the drugs, but i do them every night
how could i change? (eeh-ah-ah-ah)
how could i change (eeh-ah-ah-ah), when my money so right (how)
how could i change, when i’m hoppin’ in these flights
(how—, how—, how—, how—, how—, how—, how—, how- how?)
[chorus]
how could i change, in them lies i’m too right (how, how)
how could i change, watch them slide, watch them try (how, how)
how could i change, watch ’em die, watch ’em (how could i change)
i prefer my x at night
i prefer my x at night (brr)

- yeat

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