Yung Stakks
Change Of Heart
Even though I told u that I love you had a change of heart
Even though I thought so, found out you wouldn’t loyalty from the start
Even though I know I did some things that prolly kicked it off
It’s certain shit you just don’t do when you fuckin with a boss


I had sum dirt up on my shoulder had to brush it off
I had the monkey on my back I had to shake it off
Taking all these damn drugs swear I damn near lost it
Taking all these damn drugs swear I damn near lost it


Crazy how I leave the house and gotta have my gun on side me
Even though I know I’m God son feel like the devil got me
Fell in love with you when I was young
Fuck what they said about you


By any means go get dat paper that’s all you carеd about
And told em make sho a motherfuckеr hear about it
Like fuck the opps
Just go hit they block and spend some round


Switch whips still might say fuck it and spin around
Nobody really showed me nothing I was out here running wild
Mama couldn't teach me to be a man streets showed me how
Funny how mama was always the one to bond me out

I feel victim to the system I can’t a job
So you know my only options sell dope or rob
Police killed my dawg he was 15 damn I miss my dawg
Ain’t have to say it looked in her face knew it was gettin hard


My young n***a done shaded his dreads say he caught a body
Now it’s n***as ain’t even our age tryna knock us off
Beside dat ain’t no hot water up in the house
Had to boil dat shit up on the stove jus to take a bath


Everyday I tell myself fuck these streets this my last day
Never been no ashtray mo like locc dog in the hood
Jus like mad max with dat glizzy
Still a poke sum n***a now what


Man the streets don't show no love
Crazy dat was my first love
Nowadays n***as do some shit and you won’t check it
Keep it real from the jump it’s like you don’t respect


Don’t ever pick up when I call so I’ma leave this message
Fuck you and everything you said was cool to do
Now I’ll rather prove to myself before I prove to you
Cause you ain’t tell me it a be court dates and funerals
You ain’t tell you done been fucked over a buncha dudes

You ain’t tell me bullets ain’t got no names you ain’t me my homie a do it
You ain’t tell me you gotta have money to beef
You ain’t tell me get to the loot
Had to learn all that shit the hard way


You never told me the truth