Everything Changed (feat. Stevie-E)

Everything changed, had to get up go n get it I ain't never lackin bitch you know I'm on my pivot From the forty-two, at the bottom of the trenches I got a lot of love but I'm getting to the business F*ck-ass niggas fin to keep on hating I ain't never droppin, on my way to be the greatest Hell nah mafucker never been basic Homie Jake Mack back-to-back fin to blaze em Yeah, forget all the Fendi and Prada, I just spent everything on marijuana, ay This aint a plant, I'm no gardner, ay This is a crop, I'm a farmer Got four down to the G-string so I play em like Carlos Sanatana N I'm filling an empty cigar up, ay Getting topped off like an Impala ay F*ck the rules and the competition Bra they wasn't wit it when it was a vision Nah f*ck em all Stayed on position, no pot to piss in, I went on a mission Now you know this shit can hectic Bust in this bitch like appendix Got four down to the G-string so I play em like I'm Jimi Hendrix Experience, but lets not get into the metrics Too many forensics, three exes I got the same fuckin problem as Kendricks I love bad... Yeah you know the sentence That head took all of the senses Gotta be so overly censored Wifed up but I know she remembers Everything changed, had to get up go n get it I ain't never lackin bitch you know I'm on my pivot From the forty-two, at the bottom of the trenches I got a lot of love but I'm getting to the business F*ck-ass niggas fin to keep on hating I ain't never droppin, on my way to be the greatest Hell nah mafucker never been basic Homie JAKE MACK back-to-back fin to blaze em On my way up, to the money I be racing I been on a mission for the dreams I'm chasing I swear to god I got a lot of hella dedication You dont understand, I aint tryna be famous F*ck the other side, I don't play no games I dare somebody try me, you aint reaching for the chain Leave em all dead, rest in peace to your gang Everybody finna drop, you don't go against the grain Been up in my own lane, we don't do it for attention You be on the sideline sitting on the benches Check the background, you don't know how we living Said he want the smoke, he don't really want the friction Everything changed, had to get up go n get it I ain't never lackin bitch you know I'm on my pivot From the forty two, at the bottom of the trenches I got a lot of love but I'm getting to the business F*ck-ass niggas fin to keep on hating I ain't never droppin, on my way to be the greatest Hell nah mafucker never been basic Homie Jake Mack back-to-back fin to blaze em