Change My Ways lyrics

I trust the process like Embiid I can't fall off, I'm too T'd Make you disappear, I'm magician I keep tricks right on my sleeve Wish we would've stayed on the porch I lost my dog, gone to the street (pete, stop fuckin' playin' with me) Wish I could call him and tell him I miss him I'm the hardest, can't let 'em forget me I hit it at the hotel, London Tipton And I pray I don't ever go broke I'll make all these rap niggas turn to strippers And I know these hoes don't miss me I've been saving my heart from these bitches 'Cause they'll do whatever as soon as they get it And I bought a Birkin on Birkin on Birkin But none of these hoes ain't worthy And I'd rather save my money 'fore I let another bitch hurt me But the gang is all I need (need) But I'm tryna change my ways (my ways) I been gangbangin' since thirteen (teen) I'm tryna change my ways (my ways) I switched the button to the FRT, this is a Benz, not an SRT She just a bitch that I hit from the club, swear to God, she'll never know nothin' 'bout me I'm just a rich young nigga from the block, swear to God, they'll never know nothin' 'bout me I do the schemin' with Timberland, might need the big [pants?], money can't fit in my jeans I hit the lil bitty bitch-ass nigga with money, yeah, I heard what you said 'bout me I don't know nothin' but to get back on when I fucked up, ain't no bitch I need I don't mingle, know I serve these bricks like Jenga Send a blitz just like the Bengals, my young nigga just like the reaper If he gon' get you, then he gon' keep you She give me neck, my lil flamingo Me and Zay came back off RICO I ain't fuckin' with none of these bitch ass niggas, my circle just as small as the peek hole And I'd box that pussy in a ring, uh And my main bitch hate my side bitch, know I feel like Jerry Springer But my side bitch hate my main bitch, may the best bitch win, I mean it Nigga, I'm straight out the hood, all I prayed for was a demon Nigga, I'm straight from the b-lock, nothin' on me except a G-lock Nothin' on me except a AR, I'm sendin' shots this shit ain't b-ball I send hits, lil nigga, baseball I played the cards I was dealt, nowadays I use my fake card Walk inside the club with Glock on me, I don't use nothing but my face card Put the work in, I was slavin', now the rap shit, it done paid off Put the money up for my babies, I birthed y'all, so I gotta pay y'all On the block, still with the Blazers, I throw up murder gang soon as I wake up I ain't talking about no face shot, but soon as she get here, I dry her face off Wish I could call him and tell him I miss him I'm the hardest, can't let 'em forget me I hit it at the hotel, London Tipton And I pray I don't ever go broke I'll make all these rap niggas turn to strippers And I know these hoes don't miss me I've been saving my heart from these bitches 'Cause they'll do whatever as soon as they get it And I bought a Birkin on Birkin on Birkin But none of these hoes ain't worthy And I'd rather save my money 'fore I let another bitch hurt me But the gang is all I need (need) But I'm tryna change my ways (my ways) I been gangbangin' since thirteen (teen) I'm tryna change my ways (my ways) This is a Benz, not an SRT Swear to God, they'll never know nothin' 'bout me Swear to God, they'll never know nothin' 'bout me I do the schemin' with Timberland, might need the big [pants?], money can't fit in my jeans I'm scared to lose you, I'm scared to lose you I'm scared to lose you, I'm scared to lose you (pete, stop fuckin' playin' with me)