Change Up - Wale

The same old nigga since day one

Sharp as a ginzu though my tennis shoes Ray Guns

Raise up your glass, puff and pass for they hating ass

W’s on my mind, peep what I’m getting at

Attire proper, Bryce Harper though slightly darker

From where the drivers forgotten, you get blocka for parkas

Ronald’s was poppin, they be wildin' for posites

Shorty from Wahler Place say Wale don’t stop up your progress

It’s not a problem, little mama, only a part of me polished

I get inside her head and promptly get Kylie Minoguing

Slick mouth, nigga, legendary with lyrics

And never let up, keep one leg up, nigga Kerry Kittles

It’s very simple, I’m in it so now you never winning

And I’m up about fifty effortlessly, nigga, check the ticker

Fuck a nigga, hate a hater, that’s just how I’m living

And I’m playin' ball with a chess board, nigga;

Bobby Fischer

And it’s hard to be focused going around all these women

I tell her I’m much deeper, that don’t mean I’m much different

More like the writing, Iceberg Slim with better diction

She let me hit her in the gut, feel it like premonitions

Wooh, you know I’m feeling myself

Tell these niggas Folarin back on my way to that belt

By the way of the beltway, where they hatin' too much

When niggas dirty, thirsty, hungry they subjects to lunch

Right?

But at least we see that’s the problem being not on

I aspire for well-off, y’all aspire for well-known

Not no LeBron, but I’m cool with being Jamal

Cross, somebody falling, don’t keep reaching, let me just ball

Just bored with these groupies, been tired of these niggas

They ain’t seeing me stunting, like a tint-job on a Bentley

Your annual is my rent fee, been playing it cool, don’t tempt me

Fuck that, but nah, I take 'em out to lunch, I’m a cannibal to these emcees

Ever so gluttonous, miss me with that sucker shit

Tatted out with angels

Since I pray I don’t get caught up in this game, nigga

Not a chance, nigga

About a dollar so they hollering I changed, nigga

Same lyrics, just the stage different

Sneakerman Daniel san, we still crane kick 'em

Tell the haters better raincheck me

One call to clean them up, still hang with made niggas