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change - rude cheez lyrics

[verse 1: rude cheez]
up in the stu’ going dumb cannot lack
slide over, fully stacked with the cash
yeah i hid the diamonds back in the cache
hit it twice, if they reach, do the dash
one*two, in*and*out like i’m nash
started rappin’ but i been gettin’ cheques
stand in my way, imma full on attack
puck cancer, lost my cousin to that (skrr skrr)
givenchy drip now she likin’ my feed up
it’s me, ak and a buncha latinas
why you dissin’ on a low, try to speak up
show me proof, before i come pickup
anytime i call, she always gon’ pickup
how you tell me you gon ride then just switch up
not him? my bad for the mix*up
ten toes down, never gon’ give up

[chorus: rude cheez]
i’m lost in my place
gotta switch up my pace
can’t figure who fake (grrr)
with god i’m in sp*ce (pow)
like to aim for the face (uh?)
brodi bailed out the case
now we back to the chase (laugh)
nah, we cannot change

[verse 2: rude cheez]
we comin’ back
everyone mad cuz i finally got me the bag
i might be mad
but no mo’ emotions gotta stay, steady on track
one in yo back
brodi go stupid and dumb when he gripping that tec
dropped a whole ten (grrr)
pockets too small to keep fitting, all of this cash (pow)

[chorus: rude cheez]
i’m lost in my place
gotta switch up my pace
can’t figure who fake
with god i’m in sp*ce
like to aim for the face
brodi bailed out the case
now we back to the chase
nah, we cannot change (uh?)

[verse 3: akneatly]
chasing the guap, even when it’s pouring, hop in the foreign
ride everyday, ride till it’s morning, neva been snoring
neva ever caught lackin’, doin’ shi* legal, neva been trappin’
all of dem haters been laughing
but they always be gassing me
i be grinding till the end of me
i be working hard heavily
2 bands from this rap shi*, man you know that shi* mean a lot to me
back then i was losing my mind, losing my own sanity (uh?)
now they be watching me
nothing ever be stopping me (laugh)

[outro: rude cheez]
run up 300, drive back
aman, where the sprite at
drivin’ too fast, might crash
car up to date, light fast
dolce gabbana, i like that
money first, ‘fore i chat
we gon’ pull up, like a nightmare
mama don’t like it when i swear
i’m lost in my place
gotta switch up my pace
can’t figure who fake
with god i’m in sp*ce
like to aim for the face
brodi bailed out the case
now we back to the chase

- rude cheez lyrics

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