j. cole - changes [sped up]

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  • Опубликовано: 15 ноя 2024

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  • @nicoleekjshsbsj
    @nicoleekjshsbsj 2 года назад +1

    OMGG TYSM !!!

    • @zamy57
      @zamy57  2 года назад

      OFC OFC🫶

  • @nicoleekjshsbsj
    @nicoleekjshsbsj 2 года назад

    loveee it ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

  • @pres595
    @pres595 2 года назад

    can you do forbidden fruit ?

  • @laeeinterludee
    @laeeinterludee 2 года назад +2

    My intuition is telling me they'll be better days
    Yeah, my intuition is telling me they'll be better days
    I like this tone
    Yeah, my intuition is telling me they'll be better days
    I sit in silence and and find whenever I meditate
    My fears alleviate, my tears evaporate
    My faith don't deviate, ideas don't have a date
    But see I'm growing and getting stronger with every breath
    Bringing me closer to heaven's doors with every step
    As we speak I'm in peace, no longer scared to die
    Most niggas don't believe in God and so they terrified
    It's either that or they be fearing they gon' go to Hell
    Asking the father for forgiveness, God, I'm overwhelmed (please God, I want to go to Heaven)
    As if he's spiteful like them white folks that control the jail
    See I believe if God is real, he'll never judge a man
    Because he knows us all and therefore he would understand
    The ignorance that make a nigga take his brother's life
    The bitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife
    I know you desperate for a change at the pen glide
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from
    In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from
    Yeah, my chosen religion: Jesus piece frozen from sinnin'
    Doin' dirt hoping to God He know my intentions
    To see a million 'fore I see a casket
    I got a baby on the way know he gon' be a bastard
    I'm living fast like I'm in a drag race, how that cash taste
    When I was a senior I was ballin' on my classmates
    Niggas put three bullets in my car one hit the gas tank
    Know I got a angel cause I'm supposed to have a halo
    Right now, my lifestyle destined for a federal facility
    For my ability to make them birds fly
    Fiends wanna get higher than a bird's eye view
    And who am I tell a nigga what to do?
    I just apply this economics
    My business ain't got the suit and tie
    Keep a pistol at all times, niggas want what's mine
    I can't oblige dog, I work too hard
    So reach for it, get referred to God, I'm going hard nigga
    I know you desperate for a change at the pen glide
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from
    In cemeteries or in chains I see men cry
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from inside
    But the only real change come from
    Yeah, prodigal son
    Got a new gun, this one
    Don't run out of ammo lately been working on my handles
    Can I ball, become a star, and remain my self
    If I fall, dust it off and regain my self
    Fuck 'em all, they don't know all the pain I felt
    I'm in awe, after all the fame I felt I evolve
    I no longer bury demons
    I be a vessel for the truth until I'm barely breathing, I'm singing
    Life is all about the evolution
    I give up, I give in, I move back a little
    I live up, I look up, now I'm back for more
    You can dream but don't neglect the execution
    I give up, I give in, I move back a little
    I live up, I look up, now I'm back for more
    Time is short that's what somebody told me
    I give up, I give in, I move back a little
    I live up, I look up, now I'm back for more
    Too short to keep following your homies
    I give up, I give in, I move back a little
    I live up, I look up, now I'm back for more
    I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they hands
    All of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scram
    Finger on trigger make a little nigga understand
    What it's like to finally be the motherfuckin' man
    Eyes wide that's from the power that the coward feels
    Niggas die over bitches disrespecting dollar bills
    Bloodshed that turned the city to a battlefield
    I call it poison, you call it real (pop, pop, pop, pop)
    That's how you feel?
    Pistols be poppin' and niggas drop in a heartbeat
    Scattered like roaches, a body laid on the concrete
    Body laid on the concrete
    Look, somebody laid on the concrete
    No time for that, ain't no lookin' back, cause I'm running too
    I made it home, I woke up and turned on the morning news
    Overcame with a feeling I can't explain
    'Cause that was my nigga James that was slain, he was 22
    (Last night at around) He was 22
    (22 year old black male, suspect, poor)
    We're gathered here today
    (I swear to God)
    To mourn the life of James McMillan Jr
    (I swear to God, nigga, I'mma kill them niggas man)
    A tragedy, another tragedy in the black community
    (I promise you bro)
    We got to do better, people
    22 years old, this boy was too young
    (I promise you bro, I'mma kill them niggas bro)
    Our condolences go to his family, our prayers
    (I'mma kill them niggas myself)
    We know he's in a better place
    But this has got to end, ladies and gentleman
    We've got to come together, this is, this is, beyond words
    Now I'd like to open this ceremony with a verse from