Change Me Lyrics - Urban Farmer - Berner

I woke up in the morning 10 textes from my bitches 

An ashtray full of good weed I've been twisting 

Limo tinted windows, you don't see me when I'm dipping 

Hard head, I don't listen, not a print, when I ship em 

I touch down in Vegas just to party for the evening 

I got my own smoke, every rock go, I bring it 

You hear them bullets singing late night, why they killing? 

I'm filmed like the milli yeah good that's how I'm feeling 

I'm rolling with a snake full melt in the middle 

I'm riding on rims same color as a pistol 

I watch the white girl sniff the powder off the plate 

Just a year ago, I was in the A pumping weight 

Taylor gang north smoke a pound of mint to the face 

I like the gin room temperature without a chase 

I'm flier than a mothfucker, nah they ain't change me 

How could they change me, that's how the world made me 

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You must be crazy if you think this money change me 

I still push work and make pretty girls pay me 

I ride low key with my windows up blazing 

Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting 

And I'm looking out the window, window, window, 

I'm looking out the window, window, window, 

I'm looking out the window, window, window, 

I'm looking out the window, paranoid from this power 

I'm rolling up this chocolate tie cross with the sour 

I can move 100 peas in less than an hour 

I started off with powder, yeah I bet my pack's louder 

This is for them cowards out there talking crazy 

I tell them open up, here kiss a 3 80 

And fuck a rap check I've been balling for a minute 

She ditch her nails dip in my skin when I'm in it 

She tells me don't finish and I tell her no kisses 

I got a thing for strippers and light skin bitches 

No more swishers, unbleached papers 

I pull my bag out and get to stepping on haters 

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You must be crazy if you think this money change me 

I still push work and make pretty girls pay me 

I ride low key with my windows up blazing 

Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting 

And I'm looking out the window, window, window, 

I'm looking out the window, window, window, 

I'm looking out the window, window, window.