Change My Ways Lyrics – Hunxho

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[Intro]
I trust the process like Embiid
I can't fall off, I'm too T'd
Make you disappear, I'm magician
I keep tricks right on my sleeve
Wish we would've stayed on the porch
I lost my dog, gone to the street (Pete, stop fu*king playing with me)

[Chorus]
Wish I could call him and tell him I miss him
I'm the hardest, can't let 'em forget me
I hit it at the hotel, London Tipton
And I pray I don't ever go broke
I'll make all these rap n!ggas turn to strippers
And I know these hoes don't miss me
I've been saving my heart from these b!tches
'Cause they'll do whatever as soon as they get it
And I bought a Birkin on Birkin on Birkin
But none of these hoes ain't worthy
And I'd rather save my money 'fore I let another b!tch hurt me
But the gang is all I need (Need)
But I'm tryna change my ways (My ways)
I been gangbanging since thirteen (Teen)
I'm tryna change my ways (My ways)

[Verse]
I switched the button to the FRT, this is a Benz, not an SRT
She just a b!tch that I hit from the club, swear to God, she'll never know nothing 'bout me
I'm just a rich young n!gga from the block, swear to God, they'll never know nothing 'bout me
I do the scheming with Timberland, might need the big
[pants] (??), money can't fit in my jeans
I hit the lil' bitty b!tch-ass n!gga with money, yeah, I heard what you said 'bout me
I don't know nothing but to get back on when I fu*ked up, ain't no b!tch I need
I don't mingle, know I serve these bricks like Jenga
Send a blitz just like the Bengals, my young n!gga just like the reaper
If he gon' get you, then he gon' keep you
She give me neck, my lil' flamingo

Me and Zay came back off RICO
I ain't fu*king with none of these b!tch ass n!ggas, my circle just as small as the peek hole
And I'd box that pu*sy in a ring, uh
And my main b!tch hate my side b!tch, know I feel like Jerry Springer
But my side b!tch hate my main b!tch, may the best b!tch win, I mean it
N!gga, I'm straight out the hood, all I prayed for was a demon
N!gga, I'm straight from the b-lock, nothing on me except a G-lock
Nothing on me except a AR, I'm sending shots this s*it ain't b-ball
I send hits, lil' n!gga, baseball
I played the cards I was dealt, nowadays I use my fake card
Walk inside the club with Glock on me, I don't use nothing but my face card
Put the work in, I was slaving, now the rap s*it, it done paid off
Put the money up for my babies, I birthed y'all, so I gotta pay y'all
On the block, still with the Blazers, I throw up "murder gang" soon as I wake up
I ain't talking about no face shot, but soon as she get here, I dry her face off

[Chorus]
Wish I could call him and tell him I miss him
I'm the hardest, can't let 'em forget me
I hit it at the hotel, London Tipton
And I pray I don't ever go broke
I'll make all these rap n!ggas turn to strippers
And I know these hoes don't miss me
I've been saving my heart from these b!tches
'Cause they'll do whatever as soon as they get it
And I bought a Birkin on Birkin on Birkin
But none of these hoes ain't worthy
And I'd rather save my money 'fore I let another b!tch hurt me
But the gang is all I need (Need)
But I'm tryna change my ways (My ways)
I been gangbanging since thirteen (Teen)
I'm tryna change my ways (My ways)

[Outro]
This is a Benz, not an SRT
Swear to God, they'll never know nothing 'bout me
Swear to God, they'll never know nothing 'bout me
I do the scheming with Timberland, might need the big
[pants] (??), money can't fit in my jeans
I'm scared to lose you, I'm scared to lose you
I'm scared to lose you, I'm scared to lose you (Pete, stop fu*king playing with me)