Don’t U Change Song Lyrics

Don’t U Change by D Savage

D, mother, f**kin’ Savage nigga
Where the f**k, I’m-I’m your biggest mother f**kin’ fan
Nigga on my motherf**kin’ momma
I ain’t talkin’ out my ass nigga, sh*t
Life goes on and the sun gon’ shine (Unh-huh)
Feels like I’m failin’, failin’, failin’
Please, I need help, help, help
Talkin’ to myself, self, self
Life goes on and the sun gon’ shine (Unh-huh)
Feels like I’m failin’, failin’, failin’
Please, I need help, help, help
Talkin’ to myself, self, self
Ahhh
(Oh My God)

Aye, look at my chain, b**ch look at the watch
She wanna leave with me
I’m feelin’ like Roddy, I beat up her box
Sippin’ on RXC
I’m fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock
Reppin’ that 3-3-3
I’m killin’ em dead, don’t know what they got
b**ch I’m a Goddamn beast
If froze up his poles, I’m thrombin’ through rolls
Make bread in my Goddamn sleep
We hit up the the road, I’m f**kin’ these hoes
She hate every time I leave
I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock
Make sure the cops don’t speak
And if I go down, just please hold me down
Don’t you change on me

I been working so I gotta shine
Put in work ima put in the grind
Dog you know I got cash on my mind
I go deep fell in love in the spine
I pull up to yo hood and jump out a bush
And show you this 40 of mine
Aye I got dope in my veins
I’m sippin on mud
I’m trying to kill something I’m high
D Savage
Don’t U Change
Put that dumb ass nigga in the sky
I get it poppin like 4th of July
She wanna suck on my dick while I drive
Said you love me b**ch why did you lie
Count hundreds and fifties
I promise its litty lil nigga I’m runnin the city
I’m riding big B that’s the Bentley
I’m shooting you know that its with me

Aye, look at my chain, b**ch look at the watch
She wanna leave with me
I’m feelin’ like Roddy, I beat up her box
Sippin’ on RXC
I’m fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock
Reppin’ that 3-3-3
I’m killin’ em dead, don’t know what they got
b**ch I’m a Goddamn beast
If froze up his poles, I’m thrombin’ through rolls
Make bread in my Goddamn sleep
We hit up the the road, I’m f**kin’ these hoes
She hate every time I leave
I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock
Make sure the cops don’t speak
And if I go down, just please hold me down
Don’t you change on me

I be blowin on gas like a chimney
I got b**ch niggas talking bout killin me
I be ridin with sticks are you kiddin me
I’m just hoping they matching my energy
I’m smoking exotic my b**ch is erotic
I’m flexing got bands in my pocket
Why you lyin you just need to stop it
I snuck in this b**ch with my rocket
I got what you need I’m plugged to the socket
She all on her knees she giving me noggin
Ain’t getting no cheese ain’t makin no profit
I speak to them all like a prophet
I jump in these streets and don’t do no talkin
I’m throwin up B’s on the block with my potnas
We just politican and counting up dollars
I can’t hit if that pussy got mileage

Aye, look at my chain, b**ch look at the watch
She wanna leave with me
I’m feelin’ like Roddy, I beat up her box
Sippin’ on RXC
I’m fresh out of jail, but I need a Glock
Reppin’ that 3-3-3
I’m killin’ em dead, don’t know what they got
b**ch I’m a Goddamn beast
If froze up his poles, I’m thrombin’ through rolls
Make bread in my Goddamn sleep
We hit up the the road, I’m f**kin’ these hoes
She hate every time I leave
I bought her Chanel, she hold on my Glock
Make sure the cops don’t speak
And if I go down, just please hold me down
Don’t you change on me

Life goes on and the sun gon’ shine (Unh-huh)
Feels like I’m failin’, failin’, failin’
Please, I need help, help, help
Talkin’ to myself, self, self
Life goes on and the sun gon’ shine
Feels like I’m failin’, failin’, failin’ (Woo)
Please, I need help, help, help (Woo)
Talkin’ to myself, self, self (Woo)