Tfemi, J4 - Really Changed Lyrics

Yeah i really changed
And i never thought it'll ever be this way
Stressing lost my stacks still feeling lucky lately
I might hit a lic and cop that Gucci face
Lying straight to my face
How did it get this way
Blessing feel lucky lately
Man i might just hit a lic
They never down with you
Feel out of place lately
Came up and got a bag
Came up that's why they mad
Racks in a safe maybe
Tiff been my bank lately
Turn up and fill my cup
Turn up cause i got cut
Timmy boy came with the burner and it's red dots all around, yeah yeah
Young nigga playing with the rule got bricks all up his house
Stack it up then i rack it up
Blow the bag, then i pipe it up
Hit a lic, move so saucy
Lit pour my cup please
Bitch, do your dance ye
Old niggas goatee
I might get some lean tea
Pretty baby Barbie
Yeah
Wrist from overseas
Harley get me yeah
But she crazy yeah
Kneepads for a freak yeah
My bitch is for keeps yeah
My bitch is tissiot Yeah
Swiss that's over watch yeah
Got the mildest touch yeah
Talking crap just hush
Think, that they got me but I'm never in no rush
Yeah

Yeah i really changed
And i never thought it'll ever be this way
Stressing lost my stacks still feeling lucky lately
I might hit a lic and cop that Gucci face
Lying straight to my face
How did it get this way
Blessing feel lucky lately
Man i might just hit a lic
They never down with you
Feel out of place lately
Came up and got a bag
Came up that's why they mad
Racks in a safe maybe
Tiff been my bank lately
Turn up and fill my cup
Turn up cause i got cut

Ion shoot my shot I drive to the paint
Im either gonna end up dead or paid
The feds be lurkin on the internet
Fuck ya twitter fingers use ya intellect
That ain't love nooooo yea I know it's fake
The real ones gonnnnnn hold it down till this day
Ion need trust, I need trust funds
You don't need hate you needa thrust more
Get some pussy get ya funds up
I don't need it yea ya times done
Rolling dice, sipping 40s
T hit me up w some thotties
Poppin addys n Molly's
I ain't fuck just toppy
She suck me off all sloppy
Spanish bitches call me papi

Yeah i really changed
And i never thought it'll ever be this way
Stressing lost my stacks still feeling lucky lately
I might hit a lic and cop that Gucci face
Lying straight to my face
How did it get this way
Blessing feel lucky lately
Man i might just hit a lic
They never down with you
Feel out of place lately
Came up and got a bag
Came up that's why they mad
Racks in a safe maybe
Tiff been my bank lately
Turn up and fill my cup
Turn up cause i got cut

Timmy boy came with the burner and it's red dots all around, yeah yeah
Young nigga playing with the rule got bricks all up his house
Stack it up ,then i rack it up
Blow the bag, then i pipe it up
Hit a lic, move so saucy
Lit, pour my cup
Yeah i really changed
And i never thought it'll ever be this way
Stressing lost my stacks still feeling lucky lately
I might hit a lic and cop that gucci face