YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Change (Instrumental) (Prod. By Bj Beatz, D Mac & ItsMalikOTB)

[Intro]
Dmac on the fuckin’ track
Goddamn, BJ with another one (Ayy, ayy, YoungBoy)
(Pain only, oh, oh)
(Pain only, oh, oh, oh) Uh
(Pain, oh, oh) It’s YoungBoy
Get yourself together, come on

[Verse 1]
You was lovin’ them, I was lovin’ you
I’m in love with you but can’t be with you
What the fuck I’m ‘posed to do? (What?)
Treat me like a lame, I don’t play games like I don’t notice you (Like I don’t notice)
What the fuck is it I’m missin’ that he givin’ that I don’t show you? (That I ain’t show)
I done sat up in the prison all night, wishin’ that I’m holdin’ you
Tryna make my money bring me close to you, I’m feelin’ sorry
Love ain’t borrowed, it ain’t bought, it won’t be taken back tomorrow (Taken back tomorrow)
Feel this shameless fuckin’ game left him stretched out ’bout his boy
Body left inside the car, they started arguin’ ’bout that boy
[Chorus]
Feel like I’m losin’ my sane (Oh)
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man (A man)
You a woman, then for that nigga, don’t change

[Verse 2]
I gotta eat too (Eat), I’m in the streets, too
Caught up in some beef, too, I tucked it, I leave you (Brrt)
Pussy nigga, I could reach you (I could reach you)
Teach your bitch a lesson for to teach you (Teach you)
Exotic cars, glass house but this bitch bulletproof
That’s how you gotta ride around when they wan’ get at you (At you)
Shoot at the whip, jump out this bitch, and go to spin at you
Everybody that’s in gon’ hit at you, headshot to finish you
Self defense, still throw the tool (Baow, baow, go)
Pain only thing make change
On the other hand, thuggin’, tryna keep my sane
God, there’s a reason I’m clutching’, they wan’ bust my brain (Mm)
No, I can’t trust her all ’cause she converse ’bout feelin’ my man
Dirty game

[Chorus]
Feel like I’m losin’ my sane
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man
You a woman, then for that nigga, don’t change
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[Verse 3]
I thought you loved a nigga for a nigga
I come to you, won’t be neglected
She might wan’ sex me, don’t ask your bestie, she don’t want you or the man
Seen a nigga, he looked like a dyke until they told me what his name
Your face and neck, you got my name
Won’t give a fuck ’bout if you change
Tryna make a dollar while I watch my partner
They wan’ see me lose my dignity
Money don’t bring class, I’m breaded bad, they cannot get to me
Half a ticket to this bitch, still, she is not shit to me
Bullets tearin’ through the car, they plan on bendin’ me
Epitome from poverty, I’m stuck in this economy
I put money in they pockets although they still plan on robbin’ me
Knowin’ I gotta watch ’em, I don’t like ’em for to ride with me
Know that I’m a Dada, might still pay ’em for to slide for me
Roller coaster, get on top of me, fuck me good, see my face, looked at Nene
Or kiss the diamond, I close my eyes and vision so much that I see
Could barely sleep, I barely eat, I roll that dope up in the mornin’
Crack of dawn, and catch him comin’ out his house, we crack his dome in
Head off
Drive right, flyin’ past, we see police
Bro, take that pin from out your gun
Don’t be scared, nah
We get caught, we gon’ beat this shit
Might be two years before we done
Get the drop, we blitz they shit
We fight, we whoopin’ shit, it ain’t never one on one (It ain’t never one on one)
That’s my lil’ brother, I know he thuggin’
It’s gon’ go down, he had me come
[Outro]
Feel like I’m losin’ my sane
Pain only thing make change
Before anything, I’m a man
You a woman, then for that nigga, don’t change