Evolution ft. Mr. Change Lyrics

(Uhh)

(Uhh)

(Uhh)

(Aye)

(Uhh)

Evolution

Fighting myself, revolution

End up in a, institution

Old me, revolution

Old me, this my evolution

No substitution

Waiting for execution

If there's confusion

My glock, solution

Bodies dropping

Bodies dropping, pollution

Niggas lookin' down on me

I got niggas that'll make you bleed

All for a sack of weed

But I like to do the deed

Now they gonna see

Shit ain't funny, now I got the money

Ridin' with the heat

Under the seat

Gonna burn your ass, Texas Pete

Antisocial, no meet and greet

Pull up two cars, seven deep

I'm still getting paid

Fixing to sprey em' like some raid

Ready to give this fade

Know that I keep a blade

Whip it up like it's nascar

Pull up with that AR

Green beam, call it Death Star

Old me

Old me

I know you miss the old me

You're gonna see

You're controlling

Old me

I'm decomposing

Moving slowly

Weed that we rolling

It's unholy

(Yeah)

(Uhh)

(Aye)

(Uhh)

(Uhh)

Bout to slide like some KY

Filled with thoughts of homicide

So I keep the heat on my side

Like Mickey D with the large fry

Posted up twenty-four-seven

Got more gas than a seven-eleven

Four glock, three Mac elevens

Uhh, Uhh, Straight to heaven

Old me, this my evolution

No substitution

Waiting for execution

If there's confusion

Then my glock, solution

Bodies dropping

Bodies dropping, pollution

(Yeah)