Can't Make U Change

JID

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    'Cause period
    Fuck wrong with this nigga?
    Mm, mm, mm

    I said, can't make you change
    Can't make you change
    Can't make you change (I tried)
    Can't make you change (uh, no)
    Look

    Stuck in my ways, I know it kinda sucks
    Wastin' all this time and trust
    Diamonds in the rough, that had the toughest luck at findin' love
    You can't change a nigga playin' games, girl, you should find a sub
    Musiq soulchild or lil wayne should teach me how to love (me how to love)
    Or teach you how to turn a ho into a house husband from out the club (no)
    Known as a buster, tlc would call me a scrub
    Back when I was but now I'm gettin' it slow as fuck (oh, oh)
    I'm growin' up and you know that I'm stubborn, you tryna rush it but

    Can't make you change
    Can't make you change
    Can't make you change
    Can't make you change (ayy, right here?)
    Can't make you change (alright, no, baby, baby)
    Can't make you change
    Can't make you change (no, I tried)
    Can't make you change (it's bad, it's bad, ugly ass, lame ass, dirty ass, ugly ass)

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    Baby, don't leave, you're all I need
    And if you stay then I'ma change my ways
    Baby, don't leave, you're all I need
    And if you stay then I'ma change my ways (please)
    Baby, don't leave, you're all I need
    And if you stay then I'ma change my ways (please)
    Baby, don't leave, you're all I need
    And if you stay then I'ma change my ways (I'm gonna change)

    Jugglin' pain and strugglin' problems
    Lookin' for danger, duckin' and dodgin'
    I got the banger and not a small one
    Niggas be changin' like a revolver
    You been the same but you done been solid, mane
    I could applaud ya, fuck all the fame and fuck all the dollars, mane
    What were they talkin'? I'm ashamed
    It feel like I lose the game
    She said that my head too hard
    I tried to be good but nah
    I'm leavin' it up to God
    Squeezin' the gra-ta-ta
    Oh my, did I go too far, too far, too far?

    You can't change, the only thing you wanna change is the motherfuckin' beats
    Let's have a word, we can talk about that shit
    You know what I'm sayin'?
    My baby daddy pissed me off today
    So we could talk about this nigga, zero accountability
    Want a bad bitch but it's too much responsibility

    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, uh, look, uh

    A nigga wanna change, tryin' hard as I can
    But it's hard to try to redesign the nature of man
    Dnd, she in my dm for my DNA strands
    Ain't fall for the scam
    Then again I'm fightin' off all the thoughts in my pants
    Pretty broads, ménages, spend a fall out in France
    In the stars on the ocean, in a boat, or the sand
    Don't you lie to me, do me like you delilah and samson
    I can change, you ain't even really give me a chance (nigga I gave your ass, one million, two million, three million fuckin' chances)
    Look, save the narrative, you savin' it for marriage
    I'm flyin' back from Paris, I can text you in the air
    Remember when we met and you said that you love the fade but I should grow my hair
    Ex man was banned, couldn't grow a pair
    Then you start fuckin' with the mrs. Not the messieurs
    Life is love, love is really life as long as it's pure
    I ain't speakin' of genders, you could follow agendas
    I ain't tryna be the guy that's gon' make you cry me a river
    Like I'm justin timber, timberlake or timbaland, I'm controllin' my temper
    Good, before I turn into a timber wolf
    In the woods, you my little red ridin' hood
    Thought you was hidin' how you feelin', it's kinda obvious
    On a connectin' flight to atlanta, leavin' laguardia
    Arguin' over anonymous women, now we got the audience, fuck

    Don't play with me, raise your coin
    Come pick up your kids and go home to your bitch
    The one that you could, the one that you could play with (period)
    Not this one, ha, for real
    Shady, shady boots
    Ha, ha, what mike epps say? Stop callin' here, you fuckin' up my family
    It's a real nigga who will, ha, it's a real nigga who will
    And that's on mary's first lamb, hahaha

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    Composición: Leon Ware, Quincy Jones, Bruce Carleton Fisher, Richardson (Usa 2) S, Elite, Margaux Whitney, Courtney Salter, Jo Christo, Ian Welch, Alex Hall, John Welch, Jid, Cesar Americo, Nicolas Barnett, Taji Ausar y Jerramy Barnett

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