"Don't Change" is a gritty urban ballad that speaks volumes about loyalty, resilience, and the harsh realities of street life. B-Lovee lays bare his emotions, painting a vivid picture of loss, struggle and determination. The artist's refusal to "fold" is a testament to his unyielding spirit in face of adversity. He references the pain of losing a friend ("I lost bro"), the paranoia that comes with illegal activities ("Fuck a phone, I swear everything fed") and even manages to squeeze in some braggadocio about his newfound wealth. Despite the hardships, B-Lovee remains hopeful, assuring himself daily that things will get better. The song is essentially an anthem for those navigating life's tough terrains with unwavering grit and tenacity! 💪
Don't Change
Lyrics
Grrah, grrah
Grrah, ah
(5ive Music)
I can't fold 'cause I know that they need me
Free DayDay, he not for the PD
Spinnin' block after block, call it repeat (spinnin' block after block)
Up the dot, put the dot on his figi (put the dot on his top)
Let 'em know, I scream, "Everything dead"
I lost bro, I see everything red (yeah, everything red)
Fuck a phone, I swear everything fed' (yeah, everything fed')
Me all alone, got me stuck in my head (ah)
Why they hate? Let me know 'cause it hurt
Everyday tell myself, "It get better"
If he play, I put two in his shirt
'Cause you know that FN be light like a feather
Shawty keep wipin' his nose and gettin' slime
But you know we ridin' together, we slidin' together
Be on timin' wherever
And that shit ain't off, like we slidin' forever
I lost bro, I can't stop now
Give me a reason to go put this Glock down
Stand in my way, that's on bro, he get knocked down
Hang out the V, tryna blow his whole block down
New ice, it might fuck off the weather
He tryna box, throw a shot through the sweater
He got knocked and start bitin' the cheddar
Treat her nice, I ain't wifin' no beggar
For one night, that's my wife
With her knees, she like Megan
Lookin' nice, just my type
"Just like that," what she sayin'
Hit her in the back, let her know I ain't playin'
Got him runnin' laps even though I ain't spray it
And I'm just tryna know what he sayin'
BigDieY, put a opp on the pavement
Throw a shot if he hop, don't stop
Throwin' shot after shot 'til he drop
I done been through the storm
Niggas know how I rock
Fuck a storm, I still post on the block
Every score had to double the socks
Shit get tact' so it's one in the top
Look at me now, I could buy me a block
Look at me now, I might buy me a opp
I can't fold 'cause I know that they need me
Free DayDay, he not for the PD
Spinnin' block after block, call it repeat (spinnin' block after block)
Up the dot, put the dot on his figi (put the dot on his top)
Let 'em know, I scream, "Everything dead"
I lost bro, I see everything red (yeah, everything red)
Fuck a phone, I swear everything fed' (yeah, everything fed')
Me all alone, got me stuck in my head (ah)
Why they hate? Let me know 'cause it hurt
Everyday tell myself, "It get better"
If he play, I put two in his shirt
'Cause you know that FN be light like a feather
Shawty keep wipin' his nose and gettin' slime
But you know we ridin' together, we slidin' together
Be on timin' wherever
And that shit ain't off, like we slidin' forever
Grrah, my shawty he wipin' his nose 'cause he slime
And we ridin' together
It get tact' so we flockin' together
That's my bae and we ridin'
On her knees, she like Megan
Writer(s): Jeremy Felton, Keith James, Mick Shultz, Qwayshawn Cannon, Sadiki Adisa Forbes
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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