Women change
Seasons change
And ya mans too
So catch me doley
Can't be looking like no damn fool
Game of chess
Gotta play it by the angles
Dice games with devils
On my shoulder an angel
Gotta keep it real wit yourself
Don't let em change you
Learn from ya elders
They feeding brain food
Like Shaq in the post
That's some-thing to handle
They don't love you
Until they can't stand you
Money come and it goes
Bro it's all fine
Prep makes perfect
Great takes time
Got a lot on my mental
Like a long line
And I may never find a bitch
That I can call mines
And if we never hit that lick
Would we be all fine
Man I ain't stressing
I'm just thinking It's a long grind
But the garms stay fresh
As canned food
Watch who you call bro
Them niggas might jam you
Paper chaser give me knots, bantu
Been pulling Teeth all summer
This just a sample