SheedTs & Babyface Ray – Changes Lyrics

SheedTs & Babyface Ray – Changes [ Lyrics ] Letra SheedTs SheedTs & Babyface Ray – Changes [ Lyrics ]
Intro
(Evin, wake up)
(Alkan)

Pre-Chorus: SheedTs
Yeah, we all got milestones we ain’t catch
Youngin up thirty, but he ain’t Steph
I got a bad bitch on my left
Trappin’ that shit, he gon’ offer a check
I don’t like sleepin’ without no sex
I can’t geek if she ain’t my best
I can’t reach, I’ma send her a Lyft
How you think I got it? Fuckin’ with this
If he got a name, then the bitch gon’ pick

Chorus: SheedTs
Change?
You the one that changed on me
How you askin’ me for help and puttin’ blame on me?
How you throwin’ me to the wolves and it just rained on me?
How you sayin’ that you can’t accept the game from me? Yeah (No, no, no)
Could’ve got my name from me, yeah (No, no, no)
How you turn away from me? Yeah (No, no, no)
I ain’t never knew that’s what I had at first
I ain’t never knew that’s what I—

Eminem
Verse 1: SheedTs
Come on, I ain’t never knew that the shit really been green
I done went rags to riches, I can tell you ‘bout the whole thing
I can tell you ‘bout the way a nigga started off
Flip shit, sold shit ‘til he got it all
I was writin’, but I knew this shit was on the wall
I’m like Stojaković the way a nigga ball
’98 Bulls, really 033
It’s the question, a bitch gon’ get me
Only time I feel love when I feel heat
I’m the same young nigga on my own feet
You ain’t never seen a nigga do a cold sweep
I got fifty on the run for the whole week
I know a nigga that died tryna goalkeep
That’s the way this shit ffft like an old Jeep

Pre-Chorus: SheedTs
Yeah, we all got milestones we ain’t catch
Youngin up thirty, but he ain’t Steph
I got a bad bitch on my left
Trappin’ that shit, he gon’ offer a check
I don’t like sleepin’ without no sex
I can’t geek if she ain’t my best
I can’t reach, I’ma send her a Lyft
How you think I got it? Fuckin’ with this
If he got a name, then the bitch gon’ pick
Chorus: SheedTs
Change?
You the one that changed on me
How you askin’ me for help and puttin’ blame on me?
How you throwin’ me to the wolves and it just rained on me?
How you sayin’ that you can’t accept the game from me? Yeah (No, no, no)
Could’ve got my name from me, yeah (No, no, no)
How you turn away from me? Yeah (No, no, no)
I ain’t never knew that’s what I had at first
I ain’t never knew that’s what I—

Verse 2: Babyface Ray
Bet on me, get you a win
If I’m chasin’ this paper, I’m catchin’ my wind
Fuck her once, tell her we better as friends
Fuck her once, tell her she better with him
You ain’t one hundred, you’d rather be ten
I’d rather relax, lay back in the Benz
I’m holdin’ her head while she givin’ me head
You holdin’ her hand, new pic for the ‘Gram
Damn, why you change on me?
I’m from the mud, I ain’t got a stain on me
Fuck niggas hatin’ on me
New Gucci jacket just in case it rain on me
Girl, everything on me
Know I be rockin’ the shit niggas ain’t gon’ see
Feelin’ like Meech in ’03
I’m plottin’ on M’s at the bar, sippin’ lychee with B
You ballin’ or what? Oh, you yell from the stands
If I put you on game, don’t you tell what I said
She love my cologne, she smellin’ this cash
Sharing is caring, let’s split it in half
You perpin’ or workin’? Boy, get you a bag
I’m itchin’ for money, I been in the grass
Nigga won’t listen, he dealin’ with pride
Catch him and split him, you get you a prize
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DD Osama & SheedTs – 5 STAR Lyrics

DD Osama & SheedTs – 5 STAR ( Lyrics ) Letra DD Osama DD Osama & SheedTs – 5 STAR ( Lyrics )
Chorus: SheedTs
Fuck coming back with blood
He coming back with B’s
Uhh, stepping back from love
He getting back with 3’s
Ran him down, he race on feet
And getting back on jeeps
40 flash back, I switch it, sound like ARP’s

Verse 1: SheedTs
First you hear them guns and then you hear them pleas
Shots hit him right in the chest
Watch him fall right to his knees
T-Ten K for a hit, I gotta watch him bleed
I got pounds for low, 50 bows in his truck
Uhh, switch fuck up his head
They brought his body back
Fuck up the streets in a S five 50
I’m hot like a zombies pack
A white boy hop in the back of the jeeps
And a {?}
Verse 2: DD Osama
B-Brodie call my phone, happy as hell
Cause I bought hella guns, pound on my block
We ran it up now we got hella funds
Free Dudey out that can
OGZK, we made them all run
Niggas lucky I ain’t have the way back then
I would of caught onе
Now we got switches on deck
This ain’t no rеgular gun
Big O’l chain on my neck, with a rollie on my arm
Put the check on ya neck
If I want you dead, you gone
Ya mans had died in that cab
And he get mentioned every song (Rah Rah)
(ha-ha) (rah rah)

Verse 3: SheedTs
I know I can’t trust a bitch because she still vicky
She made itch holes in my shirt, it’s cool
It’s still ricky, I just poured up a four
She see it in my face
Yeah, fuck nigga don’t owe money
Hell nobody, no cash
We just spin back inna hunnid
Double that on my dash (yeah)
She said oh my god, Ts do not crash
What, I ain’t have time to fuck
So she gave me head to last
Chorus: SheedTs
Fuck coming back with blood
He coming back with B’s
Uhh stepping back from love
He getting back with 3’s
Ran him down, he race on feet
And getting back on jeeps
40 flash back, I switch it, sound like ARP’s
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