Change The Game Lyrics

Uh, yeah, uh, They say MJ, where you at, where you been, what you want, uh, where you been huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, go, go, go

He crashed the coupe, he don't know what else to do He keep fussin' with this bitch, I think this bitch Frontin her moves This bitch keep on playin' with him, and he tryna keep his cool

He said, bitch, stop playin' with me, before you end up on the news

He had enough, and this bitch thinkin' it's cute, she dumb as fuck He ain't never treat her like that, so this bitch testing her luck

and she the reason that they crashed, so I know that nigga mad And they blessed they got away before the cops got on they ass

Had to skirt off on the ass, if he get caught, that's his third strike He been in and out of jail, he been tryna get it right

He just wanna change his life, do better, and make a wife

Sick of bein' in a box, he not doin' no re-rock He been tryna change, change the game, and stay up out the way He like, damn, I was a clown, he like, damn, I let y'all down

I can't go back now, I gotta do better, what I need was a Lecture You know you can't change the past, but you can make that future better

First off, you make some money, stay up out the way Then you stack it to the ceiling, make sure that your OG straight,

homie Second, you get these bitches fuckin' out the way They go try to line you up, and put your dumb ass in a grave

Third Move around these fuck niggas, do not fuck with him Don't put your trust in him, please don't try to test yo luck with him

He the type to bring you down with him, and he want you to be a clown with him And he want you to stick around with him,

fuck that shit, stay out the way He don't think smart, he tryna get you with the Jakes Move his dumb ass out the way,

nigga, go and make some cake That easy money feel good, but that shit ain't gon' do you good

At all

And he tryna get you got, he tryna get you shot He tryna put you in a box, he want you in that dirt

But I'm smart, so I'ma smirk and play it cool You tryna be up in the game, then know the rules, it ain't no rules

Stupid man, you a buffoon You's a goofer, you a Buford

Thunkie man, Nigga do your thunkie dances

I think you should straighten up a little bit I think you should look at yourself in the mirror sometime and say look what am I doing why am I this way you know, you need a kick in the ass once in a while. And lately, you really needed it. I worry about you. Maybe it's all a goof, and you're just goofy when you're acting this way.

I don't know why you're doing it, but it's not good, and it's not healthy. It's not right

Not that I'm saying you don't have it together. I'm sure you do. You're a genius. You really are.

You're genius

I know. The reason I can say I know, incidentally, is because the word genius is not something that's individually, you know, it's not anything

the individual necessarily has to take some credit for. Do you know what I mean