Never Changing

By Jordan Caesar

On Lace

Released on April 1, 2019

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[Chorus]

At my crib

In my bag

On my shit

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

And if you feel the way I feel why don’t you say something

Because we’re living in the moment trying to change something

Don’t be over there complaining ‘bout some shit that’s never changing

‘Cause none of that is ever gonna change nothing


[Verse 1]

Never dreaming forever scheming on ways to get cash

I battle demons and find a reason again to skip class

Juggle bitches and my own interests watch how I switch hands

And keep my balance while keeping all of my people intact

I found a piece of me that I thought I would never get back

Don’t give a fuck about no hits if I ain’t made no impact

You know I’m rolling with the shits so don’t test me to react

A CREW of killers my niggas gon’ go wherever we at

We fly. All time high

Life is whatever we decide

Fuck a date, take you back to my place for a Pizza puff and a Peach Nehi

That’s just lunch and we’ll have fun when I stick my tongue where the sun don’t shine yeah

We making up for lost time yeah

You know I’m still on my grind yeah

If it’s money to make then it’s money to lose so that money is all on my mind yeah

Not with the telling of lies, yeah

Not with switching of sides, yeah

Not with the falling behind

I’m with the family ties

I’m sure they fucking with yours

But they ain’t fucking with mines


[Chorus]

At my crib

In my bag

On my shit

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

And if you feel the way I feel why don’t you say something

Because we’re living in the moment trying to change something

Don’t be over there complaining ‘bout some shit that’s never changing

‘Cause none of that is ever gonna change nothing


[Verse 2]

I talk shit like so what, my feet all on your sofa

Keep a bad bitch in my bedroom just to keep up the aroma

She sipping on mimosa, I fuck better when I’m not sober

You rushing through your life, how many times have I told ya that

Slow moves make more moves and don’t fuck up the cash flow

You on bullshit I approach you and I will be wanting that smoke

From yo whole group, ain’t no rules, I’ll send it up in that hoe

Nothing to lose and I learned that from when I was growing up broke

But when that money long I’ll cop a donk and throw some D’s on that bitch

And I’ll pull up and hop out like Caesar in this bitch

With a new chain that’s Cuban link and the world on my dick

I’m the Lord now but I promise you that I am not heaven sent, naw

My niggas down for that shit

I’m not the type to renege

I tell myself what I’ma do and get up and go do it it’s really not much to the shit

So if you see yo name on my list

You better start calling it quits

Cuz I’m not a shooter but know ones that do it and I can just get the assist


[Chorus]

At my crib

In my bag

On my shit

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

Til I crash

And if you feel the way I feel why don’t you say something

Because we’re living in the moment trying to change something

Don’t be over there complaining ‘bout some shit that’s never changing

‘Cause none of that is ever gonna change nothing