Changes/ D. R. E. A. M. Lyrics

Times changing

Life rearranging

Am I to make a difference

Or just stay here complacent

Will I fly to Sicily

Or other parts of Italy

Sure thought I was brittle

But the weather really been a breeze

Yeah the rain ain't so cold no more

Kinda used to the showers

I try to keep control

Tryna keep like I'm a flower and

Just attempt to grow

But I'm still tempted to slow

Weather seasons

Frequent changes

Years months hours seconds days and

Minutes

Never ever be the same

And people

Is equivalent

Is it a shame

Or a good thang

Man

You fix your flaws or

Did you exchange them

For some different ones

When it's beef

You seeking peace

Or you getting bigger guns

And if you do man

Is it really wrong?

Don't know the truth

This just journal son

Okay

Hear me out

Nah check it

This is real

Change

It don't slow for no Shaquille O Neal

No matter who really are

Some things an equal field

No one beat death or taxes

In this fucking land of steel this

Land of thieves

Land of fleeing from the problems

Seek solution in the bottom

Of a bottle

All these changes make me grovel

Make me swallow my heart

Cause you can't see them tomorrow

When death do you part

Hard to accept this new model

Of how things really are

I done grew away from friends

Thought they'd always be my homies

But the distance or the greed or the trauma

Made it lonely

Don't think anyone to blame

We was young

Not really knowing

What we wanted with our life

Smoking weed

Playing oldies

Gta up on the screen

Controller in my hand

Bout to load another dab

I swear this never gonna end

But it did

Am I sad?

Not really listen man

I just sometimes feel nostalgic

When I hear those songs again but

It was depressing sitting just wasting time away

I'm happier spitting way

Less people in my space

Only real homies left

Even if they far away

Everytime I see em

It's like we didn't miss a day

I got brothers I got family

And I got a babe

Anybody else at this point

Just a mistake

Ain't no shade to y'all

But time ain't what you waste

It's my team I want to ball

Y'all gotta pave your lane

Most of all these changes that I seen they come from death

People picking up the pieces after grieving

Like what's next

It's impossible to answer

With a gap like this to fill

Lost your mom or son cancer

Now who you turn to blame and kill

Bro died in his later twenties

All he knew was chairs with wheels

Cousin died when she a baby

But thats before Apex was here

Couple other peoples stories it

Probably ain't right for me to tell

I just know that it ain't stopping

Like comets and common fears

Death rule everything around me

Dream

You better follow em

It's always coming man