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[Verse: Jimmy Of The Saints]
Changing me
They tryna go changing me
I write em' off
And they say that’s soft
But i don’t care what you see, woah

Lame to me
That shit is so lame to me
Internet talking from miles away
It’s never gone phase to me, woah

Cause if you gone go
Well i know the road
My brother gone ride, we can’t let it die
We aiming a lot for this show

You know i stay reppin' the 9
But they stevie wonder i know
To all the real love that i show, yeah
I gotta keep goin on low, yeah

I got all the dogs, rockin' thеm audemars
We flying em' all to mars, thinkin' wе all Seagal
Now i got a lot of foes, I got em all for broke
Now that i’m holding the ropes yeah, go

[Chorus: Jimmy Of The Saints]
I don’t know what
You been told but
You ain’t gettin over
You ain’t getting over
You ain’t getting over
You ain’t getting nowhere
You ain’t getting nowhere
You ain’t getting-

[Bridge: Jimmy Of The Saints]
Putting that shit on
Like AB gone rid em
Then hit em that stiff arm

Super bowl let’s go
I gotta go win it tho
I hand it to Prince, he run it like this
He scoring for all the hoes let’s g-

[Verse: Princeton Skye]
Changing me
They tryna go changing me
I sink a shot
The people that watch is all of my enemies, woah

Lame to me
That shit is so lame to me
I heard a nigga was talkin bout Prince
And that shit is lame to me

Im boutta go change the key
Im boutta go up on the fee
You see the check on the feet
Double check deposit, Check is on me

P-pocket watching ion need a receipt
Bottle popper come with strippers and fees
She the type that do finder for feet
Graduated at SU of T

I’m with all the dogs
Swiping at all the malls
Young fly nigga all I gotta do is ball
F-flock of bad bitches stay missing them calls

I gotta lot to show
Need me a ticket to blow
POV and Blessed Co

[Chorus: Jimmy Of The Saints]
I don’t know what
You been told but
You ain’t gettin over
You ain’t getting over
You ain’t getting over
You ain’t getting nowhere
You ain’t getting nowhere
You ain’t getting-

[Verse: Jimmy Of The Saints]
I'm fresh off the paint
And whipping the bat
I told this bitch
And she barely react

Saw the lil bitch
Who wan get on my lap
But i told the lil bitch
I'ont really want her back
Like oooh

Fuck the possessions
My main ain’t get caught up
On no past aggressions
If i had to two time her back then, then fuck it
If she talking with another
Then i really don’t trust her

Like oh, stay on park, hoe
Make it lasting longer one night, tho
24-7 i’m right, bro
If you thinking of another then fight, hoe
Like ooh, i-ion't need tension

K-know i got enough
You don’t really wanna fix it
If the trigger stay tricking
Imma show you how i did it
Do the writing in the book
But you don’t really want feelings

[Bridge: Jimmy Of The Saints]
Yeah, yeah
She on my side
Tried to tell the shawty it’s not right, yeah
On the beach side
Snapping on the water
At midnight, yeah

She on my side
Tried to tell the shawty it’s not right, yeah
On the beach side
Snapping on the water
At midnight, yeah

She on my side, on my dis side
On my dis side, yeah