cam the artist – changed lyrics
[verse one]
baby you issa wife
ever since the last left, you been doing me right
i had to get it both ways
called my own play, give a d-mn what my coach say
cam the artist, cl-ssic like the baby powder
look so good, i’m planning out the baby shower
we can be an empire or maybe power
bedroom, music on, but the screams louder
i don’t know if you get it or not
scarred past, let me help you to forget it or not
tape in my dropbox, bumping in that drop top
think i fell in love when i seen you in that crop top
bout a year ago, you was begging for ya mans back
now we laid up, i don’t even know who planned that
i don’t understand that, but i’m not in my bag for that
i ain’t even mad for that, actually i’m glad for that
my swag is back, neck is looking really like a avalanche
ice cold snow, with a rollie and a dab of ranch
years ago, if i tried to cuff i wouldn’t have a chance
sh-t is really strange now, sh-t done really changed now
[hook]
things done really changed
honey backwoods, every different kind of strain
i didn’t wanna take the train
rip aaliyah, i just had to take the plane
every night i stay awake
tired of the 3, now i gotta fadeaway
goons run up on you like nice watch
i don’t have a heart, nah it’s really like an ice box
[verse two]
spin the block, cruising in the drop, got em dipping out
jackie chan, different kind of mood it got me flipping out
6 o clock, i ain’t get no sleep, it got me tripping out
yeah i got the drive, but i gotta take a different route
gotta let em know i’m in my bag and i don’t give a sh-t
call myself an artist, i am more than just a lyricist
cause i do my thing all these pigeons gotta hate
winning team baby everybody got a plate
even though they aren’t blood, man ya really can’t relate
man i’m tired of this world, used the weed as an escape
they took my n-gga apple, they took my n-gga chris
free my n-gga d, what kind of world is this
focused on the future, but its nice to reminisce
going harder for my bros, going harder for my sis
everything is for my mom, put whatever on her wrist
gotta do it for my granny, till the day she will be missed
[hook]
things done really changed
honey backwoods, every different kind of strain
i didn’t wanna take the train
rip aaliyah, i just had to take the plane
every night i stay awake
tired of the 3, now i gotta fadeaway
goons run up on you like nice watch
i don’t have a heart, nah it’s really like an ice box
[bridge]
back up in it, yeah i’m back up in it, put your back up in it
bag is missing, got my packs up in it and my racks up in it
windows tinted when i make appearance with my shades on
laid off, walk up in the store with my jays on
[hook]
things done really changed
honey backwoods, every different kind of strain
i didn’t wanna take the train
rip aaliyah, i just had to take the plane
every night i stay awake
tired of the 3, now i gotta fadeaway
goons run up on you like nice watch
i don’t have a heart, nah it’s really like an ice box
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