Changing Lanes ft. Ryann Lyrics

Avoiding the beef but can chew through the gristle

Told him I'm sick but I don't need the tissue

These youngins be anxious to shoot off that missile

Imagine your dawg saying he gonna miss you

Had days I had to gamble blew the dice before I shook up

Focus on my goals tunnel vision never looked up

Dawg hit my line told me short we got to cook up

Holla when you ready bruh know I got the hook up

Momma raised a king and somebody gotta crown me

Tried to pull me under had to swim couldn't drown me

Circle been small keeping real all around me

Got'em on the search like the boy got a bounty

Try and play sane they done turn me to a psycho

I'm an all black got a flash so bright though

Got'em on the hunt camouflage with the rifle

Got'em on they toes yeah I'm bad like Michael

Now we going live got it popping off the meter

Is what it is I ain't running from it either

Hope they want to share cause the boy about to eat up

Food up on the table bout time I pull the seat up

Know I've been gassed lit the flame time to heat up

Like a hundred meters see I'm running better speed up

Hot no fever I was born to be a leader

They expected me to fail I can make you a believer Now!!!

Did my own thing in my own lane

I can't follow with the crowd

Wasn't rocking with me then

got'em rocking with me now

I ain't always done the right thing

But I made momma proud

Only want real around me

Ain't no fuck shit allowed

Did my own thing in my own lane

I can't follow with the crowd

Wasn't rocking with me then

Got'em rocking with me now

I been focused on the cash

Tryna make my momma proud

We don't even need'em round

And that faking aint allowed

I am who I am where I'm from where it's taking me

Don't give a damn what they say why they hating me

One of the realest most of'em fake to me

Ain't no debating I do this shit blatantly

Chilling for a minute everybody going outside

You ain't got a question better know I'm all about mine

Didn't have a plan everything wasn't outlined

Show'em what it is we the shit like it's our time

Learning from the hustle get the work and start expanding

Fire in the booth somebody need to come and fan'em

Never lett'em stop me till I'm gonna leave the planet

Shit here raw flow harder than the granite

See you wouldn't understand it but I'm clearly still winning

Hoping I was done nah bruh still in it

Grinding for the paper if I want it I'ma spend it

And I'm blessed for every minute still here still living grinning

Music just a thing I got addicted can't let go

Old school playing with the flow so retro

Poured up plug got me blowing on the Petro

Flow so sick like I really need the Pepto

Klepto took what I want I couldn't let go

Got it on me keeping for insurance like a gecko

Being bout the dollar kinda something like I'm Creflo

From the Carolinas ain't no wonder who I rep for

Did my own thing in my own lane

I can't follow with the crowd

Wasn't rocking with me then

got'em rocking with me now

I ain't always done the right thing

But I made momma proud

Only want real around me

Ain't no fuck shit allowed

Did my own thing in my own lane

I can't follow with the crowd

Wasn't rocking with me then

Got'em rocking with me now

I been focused on the cash

Tryna make my momma proud

We don't even need'em round

And that faking aint allowed

Faking ain't allowed

Fake fake fake faking ain't allowed

Focus on the cash

Trying to make my mama proud

And that faking ain't allowed