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changes (freestyle) - ricky conaway lyrics

there’s more to this than what meets the surface
sh-t is wavy, i write all my abc’s in cursive
162 and 0, ya know the season perfect
so comin at me is worthless wit only decent verses
straight from the bottom that’s where my team emerges
we puttin numbers on the board, like them ouija curses
it’s like a preachers sermon, even got the teachers learnin
i burn a cd so fire it’s got the cd burnin
that boy from east be murderin every single beat he herd in
i’m a beast in person, treat it like a feast is servin
only goal is jus bein certain to reach the furthest
i truly feel like we each deserve to release the burdens
grindin lowkey, i finally hope people see me workin
so by the time that i call it quits and i leave this circus
i know i’ll turn all the beats i purchase to reimburs-m-nts
but only talkin bout keys and purses defeats the purpose..

but it’s where we get our energy through
i’m my own best friend and worst enemy too
really need to blow up, think it’s my destiny to
and we ain’t lookin behind us the very second we do
steady climbing the list, with every rhyme that i spit
i define every line to make this sh-t fine as a b-tch
and i’m always on the watch, i know my time isn’t rich
it’s either lazy or crazy you can decide what to pick
happy birthday to nick
i meant to tweet but imma tryna make this perfect as sh-t
it’s all a curse and a gift
just a year ago i was sittin and burnin a disc, wonder what purpose it gives, f-ck it you learn as you live
‘member back in the day, when we were cruisin to trell
nowadays to tell the truth i ain’t been doin too well
havin trouble decidin what i should do wit myself
this real life thing has been confusin as h-ll, sh-t..
i see a lot of these people jus wanna talk
but not a lot of those people’ll wanna walk
they tell me stay humble, there’s reason why i’m not
patiently waitin to the key inside the lock
that’s somethin that i feel need to open
the crown is waitin way up at the top for me to hold it
i wanna be the hottest, i wanna be the coldest
to make my mona lisa imma need at least a moment..

i wanna get to the level where n-body can spot me
not cause hidin but cause i’m at the height of the top 3
one day, imma fly and get as high as the sky be
and here’s a big f-ck you if you’re tryin to stop me
i’ll be honest my mind is focused on cash flippin
so me and half my closest people have distance
today’s the day that i stray away from trash spittin
cause only talkin bout mad b-tches is bad business
and it’s scary to think about it but les be honest
if chris ain’t said to i prolly would’ve jus never dropped it
ain’t for decicco we’d prolly never see beggin poppin
no better timin, wishin that we could jus rewind it
‘fore our focus was only tryin to get the profit
from empty pockets to endless dollars and heavy wallets
sit in rooms full of fire all as the devil watches
i’m cookin heat right in front of ’em like it’s benihanas
y’all don’t want any problems, sh-t is obvious
they misinterpret my confidence wit some c-ckiness
i love and hate this im on some sammi and ronnie sh-t
broken secret promises, don’t even know what time it is, so why should i be positive?
if this sh-t ain’t meant to be then why ain’t i got the hint
why am i locked up in?
don’t wanna quit but eventually tho i gotta live
eventually i gotta live..

- ricky conaway lyrics

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