Songtexte
Penny
Change
please,
change
(yea)
Some
cut
off
they
nose
despite
they
face
then
holla
Some
suffering
from
life
challenges
down
to
they
last
fighting
trauma
And
the
bills
don't
care
about
how
a
nigga
feel
so
we
get
creative
in
the
field
to
make
some
dollars
knowing
they
say
mo
money
mo
problems
But
we
never
had
no
one
to
stick
out
they
hand
from
the
other
side
and
make
it
easier
for
us
They
just
ignore
us,
that's
they
style
Some
luxuries
I
wanna
be
able
to
afford
Like
sending
my
future
children
to
college
with
a
smile
like
fifty
thousand
is
pocket
change
Ain't
gone
lie
yesterday
I
fell
asleep
plotting
my
escape
Woke
up
to
a
call
Damn
a
nigga
then
got
terminated
My
girl
wanna
go
on
vacation
Meanwhile
I
lose
my
patience
when
she
bring
up
my
past
trials
and
tribulations
Hope
she
don't
ask
me
about
my
bank
statements
If
I
had
a
tank
I'd
blow
this
bitch
up
If
my
wrist
look
like
Shedeur's
I'd
hold
that
shit
up
That's
black
niggas
for
ya
White
niggas
Dapper
Dan
on
the
metro
north
Soft
flexing
with
a
plain
jane
Rolex
I
be
like
"excuse
me
sir,
if
I
apply
for
a
job
in
your
profession
would
they
hire
me"?
"Two
hundred,
two
hundred-fifty,
could
I
do
that
off
a
salary"?
"Nah?
Then
gimmie
yo
shit,
now
I'ma
go
find
your
wife
and
give
her
BBC,
remind
her
of
her
college
flings
uh"
Now
that
I
got
yo
attention
Back
to
what
I
was
saying
Funny
how
when
you
talk
sex
and
violence
yo
shit
start
rating
(it's
going
up)
Crazy
how
when
they
talk
about
the
black
man
its
always
foul
In
this
patriarchy
world
I
then
walked
many
miles
Now
if
you
had
my
size
thirteens
and
this
black
hoodie
on
And
a
cop
looking
at
you
like
you
were
born
into
the
world
to
do
wrong
And
you
decide
to
take
a
jog
And
they
decide
to
say
"halt"!
Would
you
run?
or
stop?
Don't
matter
either
way
you'd
get
shot
This
next
part
here
is
for
the
intelligent
muthafuckers
in
front,
and
the
back,
that's
gone
ask,
"why
run"?
Brother,
when
you
run,
do
pigs
ask
where
you
going?
when
you
park
in
a
neighborhood
do
pigs
ask
you
where
you
from?
I
had
to
take
it
there
and
Glad
you
got
to
hear
It's
the
year
two-five
but
my
problems
from
last
year
ain't
just
gone
up
and
disappear
They
still
very
much
alive
Came
into
this
world
innocent
crying
if
I
could
rewind
probably
slap
my
mom
Ask
why
the-
you
bring
into
this
world
that's
upside
down
She
probably
stare
into
my
beady
eyes
and
say
something
to
make
me
smile
That's
a
mother
for
you
I
love
mine
with
all
my
heart
She
mended
my
scars
She
Pass
on
my
flaws
Pray
I
don't
get
lost
Pray
pride
won't
swell
up
my
heart
Pray
foolish
lips
don't
find
my
balls
"And
hope
you
make
it
to
the
other
side
to
then
reach
and
help
someone
else,
see
the
TV
got
the
youth
in
its
grip"
"So,
what
you
say
when
its
yo
time,
matters"
"Factor
in
all
complexes,
and
all
the
patterns"
"Speak
on
emotional,
mental,
psycho
and
social
dynamics"
"Be
conscious
what
you
channel
through
your
channel,
control
the
narrative,
make
amends,
forgive,
never
forget"
Some
cut
off
they
nose
despite
they
face
then
holla
Some
suffering
from
life
challenges
down
to
they
last
fighting
trauma
And
the
bills
don't
care
about
how
a
nigga
feel
so
we
get
creative
in
the
field
to
make
some
dollars
knowing
they
say
mo
money
mo
problems
But
we
never
had
no
one
to
stick
out
they
hand
from
the
other
side
and
make
it
easier
for
us
They
just
ignore
us,
that's
they
style
Some
luxuries
I
wanna
be
able
to
afford
Like
sending
my
future
children
to
college
with
a
smile
like
fifty
thousand
is
pocket
change
Uh,
pocket
change
Currency
exchange
Can
I
get
some
chaaaange?
But
first
I
gotta
change
Uh,
pocket
change
Currency
exchange
Chaaaange,
but
first
I
gotta
change
Then
holla
Fighting
trauma
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