Mm-mm
Mm-hmm, oh, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, ooh)
Oh, yeah, yeah

I seen some niggas change and switch up on they guys
I wanna drop some names, but niggas just gon' lie (ooh, ooh)
They say my name in vain and wish for me to die (ooh, ooh)
I share my lane and talk to gang, but shit just ain't the same (ooh, ooh)

The change gon' come (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And when it rain on you, don't let it stain on you
And know that rain gon' come (woah-woah, woah-woah, yeah)
Put all the blame on you, soon as the pain on you
These games no fun (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, I swear to God
'Cause when it rain, it really rain, yeah
You feel the pain all in yo' veins, yeah
Some shit you can't ignore

Woah, I always wanted more, a wee amount
Now I see the crowd and I just thank the Lord
Was walkin' to the store, my yeek out
Watch out for the opps so they don't up the score
Don't tweak out, you can bop, we send you to the morgue
All on me now, I can't stop, I'm goin' to the court
Got the freaks now, all the thots and these lil' bitty whores
Lil' bitch I got velveeta on my Visa, I can show you more
Mm, you know I adore (ooh)
Uh, baby, just hop in this horse (vroom, vroom, vroom)
Play crazy, put 'em on the board like, "Boom, boom, boom, boom" (boom, yeah-yeah)

The change gon' come (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And when it rain on you, don't let it stain on you
And know that rain gon' come (woah-woah, woah-woah)
Put all the blame on you, soon as the pain on you
These games no fun
I swear to God, I swear to God (woah, woah, woah)
'Cause when it rain, it really rain, yeah (woah, woah, woah)
You feel the pain all in yo' veins, yeah
Some shit you can't ignore

Nowadays, these nigga bend, they gon' throw down the drain
All the time a nigga spent, they'll call a nigga, "Lame"
When you payin' all the rent, I don't take it as a thing
I just use this shit to vent
Just remember who you call on
I went and got a bag and brought my dawgs home (dawgs home)
And I know the opps is mad because they all gone (all gone)
What you know 'bout poppin' tags to gettin' called wrong
You all wrong (ooh, yeah)
And, you can't call home (ooh, yeah)
My wave they hop on (ooh, yeah)
We'll get your top gone (ooh, yeah)
Make sure you keep your Glock on you (ooh, yeah)

The change gon' come (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And when it rain on you, don't let it stain on you
And know that rain gon' come (woah-woah, woah-woah, yeah)
Put all the blame on you, soon as the pain on you
These games no fun (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I swear to God, I swear to God
'Cause when it rain, it really rain, yeah
You feel the pain all in yo' veins, yeah
Some shit you can't ignore

Mama, you know you really feel it when the pain, some shit you ain't describe it
Woah, woah
You know you really feel it when the pain, some shit you ain't describe it

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Writer(s): Christian Todd