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template, switch states and swerve, mixtapes were served\n Get cake, absurd, and has big plates, preferred\n You heard, my every word\n Potentially can free us all, now that's a heavy burden\n Sometimes I'd rather get some head and watch my wealth grow\n Cause things change, am I the same one you fell for?\n One side screaming \"hell no\" other side holding on for dear life\n Lately nigga I feel like, I ain't that young frail nigga that I used to be\n Pardon my ways girl, I'm still getting used to me\n Cause things change, I'm still getting used to me\n I ain't that old shy nigga that I used to be\n Bitches watching niggas plotting on me,\n truthfully\n Gotta be careful what you wish for, as you can see\n Things change\n Things change, it'll never be the same\n I've never been the one to settle, it'll never be the same\n (Yeah, things change)\n Nothing ever stays the same, it'll never be the same\n (Things change)\n Nothing ever stays the same\n I told you, raindrops do fall\n But see, these clouds ain't the same that you saw\n My memory banks got some pain to withdraw\n I am not afraid, I am not unscathed and\n Don't use bandaids but, back in the days I was stressing a grip\n The only black in my class wondering, where do I sit?\n College campus too fast, now depression exists\n Like I'm less than equipped, feeling destined to quit\n Then you appeared, made me see myself without a mirror\n See, I never shared all the fears of my peers\n I'm thinking about this African queen, loved her body\n But she's more than just the back of her jeans, she's a magical dream\n I feel hard with such a frail heart\n She taught me that Allah was just her way to spell God\n And she was my American pie, so cultured\n Her intelligence ahead of her time, looked at my face\n And with a smile called me Elephant Eyes, a secret nickname\n Always seems to sit on my mind, cause I guess it reminds me of you\n Which reminds me of love, which reminds me of truth\n Which is all the above, recently liquors in my body, it's all on my tongue\n I've changed into something they thought I'd never become\n Gave you my food for thought, it's more than a plate of soul food\n If you wanna change, gotta escape your ownrules\n Things change nigga\n Things change, it'll never be the same\n I've never been the one to settle, it'll never be the same\n (Yeah, things change)\n Nothing ever stays the same, it'll never be the same\n (Things change)\n Nothing ever stays the same\n (Things change baby)\n Hey\n"},{"id":5387936,"name":"Things Change (feat. 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