$tupid Young, MBNel, TC Low - Can't Change lyrics

[$tupid Young, MBNel, TC Low - Can't Change lyrics]

Laudiano

Done so many things
Some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors
And crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that
My faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty
That's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things
Some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we
Still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this
They know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay
On toes and don't slip
Ayy

My nigga sittin' for a murder he ain't do
Kept my faith in God but I'm
Still waitin' on the proof
Twenty bullets in his body
Turn his blood into a pool
I'm that nigga now
Been that nigga since my school
In order to chase your dreams
Gotta break a couple rules
All my niggas do construction where
We always keep them tools
My lil' niggas hungry
They'll kill you for your jewels
Everybody want a piece
Last year they called me a fool
Sorry to my mama 'cause I
Know she couldn't stand me
But I'm trappin' for them foreigns
Get my mama out the Camry
Touch ten off these streets
More than ten off this rap shit
One false move, make a call
My killers clap shit
Young nigga, got my name off my muscle
Got it from the bottom
Why a nigga always humble
I keep a forty with me 'cause
I lost too many rumbles
That's what's comin' with this life when
You comin' from the jungle

Done so many things
Some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors
And crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that
My faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty
That's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things
Some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we
Still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this
They know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay
On toes and don't slip
Ayy

When I got the call my niggas died
It broke my heart
I swear I had love for
My niggas from the start
Couple niggas ain't rolled
Ain't gon' pull they card
You's a mark if you ain't
Never rode in that car
We was slidin' back to back
On them field trips
Man, my nigga died
I swear I had a guilt trip
We was tryna peel shit, tryna kills hit
Come through, men in black
And I ain't talkin' Will Smith
He don't die, double back, yeah
The same way
Two fingers with a thumb
That's the same gang
Never fear a nigga 'cause he
Bleed the same way
Niggas think shit sweet since the fame came
We gon' have to plot when we get the drop
Make sure the gas tank full so
We don't have to stop
You ain't no killer if you
Aimin' for the leg shot
Fuck your bulletproof vest
We aimin' for the head top

Done so many things
Some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors
And crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that
My faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty
That's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things
Some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we
Still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this
They know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay
On toes and don't slip
Ayy

Laudiano

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