G.Time - Ch2nges Lyrics

Young dreams realized when I wake up
I figured everything would be harder but now I take up
My duty as an artist and a son I gotta go for greater
See me in my now and miss me in the later
So I gotta go there's a lot a time I gotta make up
Journey of the ages can't afford to miss the lace up
Grateful to my God the only one who's title is creator
Taught me how to love even all my haters

My father left my young but I never stressed it
My mom had a son that she was always blessing
Working long nights that never seemed to lessen
Raised me on her own given her life to give a lesson
Can't mention or begin to form the words and expressions
Of how much I thank during every passing second of life
That I've been given so I stay on my driven
Working hard to push myself farther through my limits
Yeah I'm done testing the waters I'm trying to walk the seas
Man I'm feeling myself and I'm feeling like a breeze
Working late nights and I'm passing them with ease
No sweet dreams till I see G's or a Jesus piece

Do you know the feeling when you bout to make a killin
I ain't never chillin in my room to make a million
I see people eyeing up the spot and I could feel it
Only some of us will make it out and make a killin
Lately I been putting in that work and f*cking energy
Living on the track cause everything but music dead to me
Talking to the man up in the mirror like an enemy
See the mold and break the mold to change up my identity

Woah I gotta long way to go
And I change like the flow
Now you know now you know
Now you know now you know

I'm a hella sick f*ck and this my only remedy
Young motherf*cker heavy addict to the melody
Felony I'm a shooter shooter all up on the beat
I don't give a f*ck about the ones ahead of me
Only trying to be a better me yeah I bet I be
Bet I be the one not once did I say I be
Better with the money or better with the fame
But these money hungry hoes trying to play them pretty games
People give a f*ck about the hand that I stretch
Always trying to give them more but they gimme less
F*ck a fake friend done trying to give my best
This is lonely f*cking road to the top yeah I guess
Don't know nothing bout you motherf*ckers if you're askin
Need to place more focus bout the places that I'm passin
Steer clear so clear how I'm lapping
Took leaps and made moves while you were nappin
Off dreams and on scenes you know it happen like this
When you humble with the hustle and you never stop the grind
Born in 98' but ahead of my time
And I'm putting effort into music even though I'm unsigned
And listen I'm always living for the fam not the gram uh
How many fakes for you to understand
That I differ in my ranges I differ from ya lameness
Living life always moving and I'm changin