Change Your Life

[Roc] Let me have you, let me put you on fours girl I know you got a man but I can play roles girl Yo man on the other hand gone Honda Accord you Plus I'mma buy shit he can't even afford to Real street nigga, I can change yo life Have you callin off work just to watch me shoot dice I have you in the hood with my niggas at the trap bar 'Fore you know it, you would fall in love with a trap star Hoes ain't shit, so I ain't really with the cuffin We can hit the 8 of mile, just to show you I ain't bluffin Tryin to love you long term, I ain't trying to embarrass you Have you doing freaky shit thats all out ya character In love with a goon, every night we gettin rooms Your man callin wounded, tell him you'll see him soon I see you with a lame cat, I'm trying to change that Rearrange that, put you in the range all black Come on [Hook] Girl I can change yo life Flood you with all this ice It's only right And, I can be your everything Take you on shoppin spree Take you places you ain't never seen, girl [Payroll] She prolly fuck around with squares I'm iced up, looking like I fuck around with squares Change up your circle it'll be a good look I approach you smelling like cologne with a pinch of kush I ain't nothin you used to I ain't gotta boost, Louis same color as pudding So baby you see the proof Since I got the low tops, I'mma get you the boots And since I got the big body, I'mma get you the coupe Hit Somerset, everyday shop damn near all night Be on the skywalk so much we can't walk right Hit you from the back till you can't walk right Leave them lames alone and come join me in the boss life You got a real nigga, so now all yo friends mad When they ask you what I do, just tell em that get cash They say it ain't trickin if you got it, Especially when ya stack ain't fittin in ya pocket [Hook] [HBK] I got money out the ass, girl I’m changin yo life, So since I'm changin yo life, I’m changin yo ice And money ain’t shit, don’t give a fuck about no price. Take you through the hood girl so we can hang with foe life. Blow dro all night, I like you alright? We ball hard, they ball lite These hoes they are trife. But see you something different Just me and my misses, front row tickets to the Pistons And these niggas they be trippin Cause they want you girl they wishin But they money short like midgets. If you ain’t bout making digits Get the fuck on bout yo business Windows tinted if I’m in it And the top drop so hop in it And we bout to go shoppin Roley bezel with rocks in it! [Hook]