a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

ain't shit change - peysoh lyrics

[intro]
(dj swift on the track)
(drum dummie)

[verse 1]
young n*gga on that block, i’m just tryna get paid
been thugging for so long, i’m just tryna maintain
by my lonely in these streets, i’ve been stuck in the rain
if you look me in my eyes, can you see all this pain?
he was talking like he tough, now he missing his brain
glock’ll ho you, run up on me then your ass get laid
catch an opp, n*gga steppin’ then i’m doing my thing
i could do a hundred years and i still won’t change
reminiscing in my cell, mama goin’ insane
deep down i’m real sorry but i ain’t changing my ways
what you know about that struggle praying for better days?
my mama stressing and she wonder why i turned out this way
it’s the hunger and the pain that got me feeling like this
it’s the rage plus the hatе that got me k!lling like this
they likе, “peysoh slowed down, why you trippin’ like this?”
i gotta make it for my people, stuck both feelin’ sick
and they expecting me to make it, got this weight on my back
started jugging and finessing, had to get off my ass
i told my brother that i got him, talk name down flat
i’ve been tryna stay focused, but i’m stuck in the past
i’m on a mission, i gotta put the wood on the map
i proved all these n*ggas wrong, yeah, i got the last laugh
i’m tryna slide inside a demon, not no lil’*ass scat
and if it ain’t about no money then you can’t get a chat
[interlude]
yeah, i know, mama
don’t trip, i know you stressing
you gon’ be straight real soon, know i promise

[verse 2]
i’m on stage now, yeah, i’m far from the bottom
all this money and this fame and i still got problems
abusing ecstasy and drank like that sh*t gon’ solve it
and it’s still f*ck the opps, if i spot ’em, i got ’em
leaving h*lla different sh*lls, they gon’ wonder who shot him
i put fear in n*ggas’ hearts, the opps know i’m a problem
every time a n*gga die, then we popping a bottle
it’s so cash on these suckers, b*tch, i go full throttle
ain’t sh*t change, and [?], i’m still the same
i’m still clutching on the strap, i ain’t adjusted to the fame
ain’t sh*t changed, i’m still up on the block, just bigger chains
ain’t sh*t changed but this foreign, and i’m in it with your main
ain’t sh*t changed, i still want the money, f*ck the fame
ain’t sh*t changed, i’m still troopin’, b*tch, i’m caught up in my ways
ain’t sh*t changed, still thugging, and i’m screaming f*ck your name
ain’t sh*t changed, n*gga, f*ck your dead homies in the grave
i’m still the same, i’m still trippin’, still’ll bust a n*gga brain
i’m still that same young n*gga, bounce out and get you slayed
ain’t sh*t change, you gon’ see when he try to play
ain’t sh*t change, i’m high and then my body full of hate
ain’t sh*t change, i still’ll get your section rearranged
ain’t sh*t changed, if he slipping, we gon’ send him to the gates

- peysoh lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular