Things Change - Rob Curly

Feeling like woah

Feeling like damn

Feeling let go

Feeling like ghosts

Feeling like both

Feeling like I can’t find the reason

And I can’t find the pieces

And I don’t wanna leave it

Ain’t nobody cheating

What I gotta do to make you believe it?

I wouldn’t lie to you

Girl that’s a try to me

Why you gotta lie to me?

Acting like you trust me

You don’t really trust me.

you just wanna vibe with me

Fuck around and ride with me

Fuck around and die with me

Not a either or, not a even pour

I can’t say forever.

I’m not even sure

I just take it day by day

Most these bitches pay to play

I ain’t come to save the day

And you ain’t never need a thing

Type of chick that need a ring

Type of chick that be a cane

Hold me up and I’ma hold you down

Yeah fuck the sevens.

I’ma cop the pound for ya

Show me something, I’ma stick around for ya

And ya walls… I’ma knock 'em down for ya

Switch the sound for ya

Just hold me down

Feeling like woah

Feeling like damn

Feeling let go

Feeling like ghosts

Feeling like both

Feeling like

Feeling like

Feeling like woah

Feeling like damn

Feeling let go

Feeling like ghosts

Feeling like both

Feeling like I can’t find the reason

And I can’t stop the grieving

And I can’t stop you leaving

Not what you needed.

I can’t believe it

I need a blunt rolled

Grabba leaf with the loud pack

Raw paper like Kinkos

Lost love where you found that

I been looking for you with the lights out

All these feelings gotta write down

Can’t speak out

Introverted, not assertive

So concerned with how to word it

You don’t even know the burden

Whole time you been hurting

Need ya trust but gotta earn it

I be quick to go and burn it

I don’t wait to see the verdict

Please forgive me girl I’m learning

Just for you, don’t ever worry

Got forever, ain’t no hurry

All I see is you.

my vision blurry

You the one but it’s still early

I’m still earning, still burning, still sipping like I’m still hurting

But I’m onto something else… onto something better

You my only help… you my one Coretta

Mamacita, you could hold the heater

Mrs. Everything and everything is even

Yeah

But I guess things change

Things change.

things change

Feeling like woah

Feeling like damn

Feeling let go

Feeling like ghosts

Feeling like both

Feeling like

Feeling like