Yeah
People like seasons and they change
Feel like I'm changing everyday (Changing for the better)
I'm evolving (Changing for the better)
Check it
Look, look, look
One verse at a time a nigga manifesting his blessingz
Who ever thought the pen would be a weapon
To fight the battle to end the mass deception
And the misdirection of my niggaz that send em to correctional facilities
The abilities they got, don't show
Cause' they been blinded by the lies every since they was one years old
Truth be told, they feel it deep inside but fail to know
What to do, now they trapped in the world's fumez
And gangsta life is what they choose
Selling drugs, life as thugs, to the right two pistols
Now they firing shotz then they moving like missiles
Tombstone in the ground, now your momma miss you
All because they in the field they wanna be official
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
I put my soul on these beatz for my niggas that ain't here with me
I ain't talking only physically but also mentally
Asking is it meant to be, Now they see
This life won't meant for me
Change does always come eventually
But you got to go within and change your f*cking thoughtz
Thought the field was they way, but I had change of heart
When I was low, I didn't know where to start
Tryna to make us feel dumb, but deep down we in they heartz
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
M.O.C. - Change Mentality Lyrics
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Yeah
People like seasons and they change
Feel like I'm changing everyday (Changing for the better)
I'm evolving (Changing for the better)
Check it
Look, look, look
One verse at a time a nigga manifesting his blessingz
Who ever thought the pen would be a weapon
To fight the battle to end the mass deception
And the misdirection of my niggaz that send em to correctional facilities
The abilities they got, don't show
Cause' they been blinded by the lies every since they was one years old
Truth be told, they feel it deep inside but fail to know
What to do, now they trapped in the world's fumez
And gangsta life is what they choose
Selling drugs, life as thugs, to the right two pistols
Now they firing shotz then they moving like missiles
Tombstone in the ground, now your momma miss you
All because they in the field they wanna be official
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
I put my soul on these beatz for my niggas that ain't here with me
I ain't talking only physically but also mentally
Asking is it meant to be, Now they see
This life won't meant for me
Change does always come eventually
But you got to go within and change your f*cking thoughtz
Thought the field was they way, but I had change of heart
When I was low, I didn't know where to start
Tryna to make us feel dumb, but deep down we in they heartz
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
People like seasons and they change
Feel like I'm changing everyday (Changing for the better)
I'm evolving (Changing for the better)
Check it
Look, look, look
One verse at a time a nigga manifesting his blessingz
Who ever thought the pen would be a weapon
To fight the battle to end the mass deception
And the misdirection of my niggaz that send em to correctional facilities
The abilities they got, don't show
Cause' they been blinded by the lies every since they was one years old
Truth be told, they feel it deep inside but fail to know
What to do, now they trapped in the world's fumez
And gangsta life is what they choose
Selling drugs, life as thugs, to the right two pistols
Now they firing shotz then they moving like missiles
Tombstone in the ground, now your momma miss you
All because they in the field they wanna be official
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
I put my soul on these beatz for my niggas that ain't here with me
I ain't talking only physically but also mentally
Asking is it meant to be, Now they see
This life won't meant for me
Change does always come eventually
But you got to go within and change your f*cking thoughtz
Thought the field was they way, but I had change of heart
When I was low, I didn't know where to start
Tryna to make us feel dumb, but deep down we in they heartz
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Since I was nine years old that won't the way to go
Man on the streets and we don't roll on, roll on
I had to find me a goal, observing and moving low
Now on the beatz I put my soul on, soul on
Writer: King C
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