Stupid Young - Can't Change Lyrics

[Intro:]
Laudiano

[TC Low:]
Done so many things, some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors, and crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that my faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty, that's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things, some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this, they know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay on toes and don't slip, ayy

[MBNel:]
My nigga sittin' for a murder he ain't do
Kept my faith in God but I'm still waitin' on the proof
Twenty bullets in his body, turn his blood into a pool
I'm that nigga now, been that nigga since my school
In order to chase your dreams, gotta break a couple rules
All my niggas do construction where we always keep them tools
My lil' niggas hungry, they'll kill you for your jewels
Everybody want a piece, last year they called me a fool
Sorry to my mama 'cause I know she couldn't stand me
But I'm trappin' for them foreigns, get my mama out the Camry
Touch ten off these streets, more than ten off this rap shit
One false move, make a call, my killers clap shit
Young nigga, got my name off my muscle
Got it from the bottom, why a nigga always humble
I keep a forty with me 'cause I lost too many rumbles
That's what's comin' with this life when you comin' from the jungle

[TC Low:]
Done so many things, some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors, and crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that my faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty, that's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things, some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this, they know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay on toes and don't slip, ayy

[$tupid Young:]
When I got the call my niggas died, it broke my heart
I swear I had love for my niggas from the start
Couple niggas ain't rolled, ain't gon' pull they card
You's a mark if you ain't never rode in that car
We was slidin' back to back on them field trips
Man, my nigga died, I swear I had a guilt trip
We was tryna peel shit, tryna kills hit
Come through, men in black, and I ain't talkin' Will Smith
He don't die, double back, yeah, the same way
Two fingers with a thumb, that's the same gang
Never fear a nigga 'cause he bleed the same way
Niggas think shit sweet since the fame came
We gon' have to plot when we get the drop
Make sure the gas tank full so we don't have to stop
You ain't no killer if you aimin' for the leg shot
Fuck your bulletproof vest, we aimin' for the head top

[TC Low:]
Done so many things, some things you can't change
Remember breakin' windows, kickin' doors, and crackin' safes
Some nights I pray above that my faith'll keep me safe
That's why I clutch a forty, that's the way I'm stayin' sane
Done so many things, some things you can't fix
Some arguments we lose but we still put it on Crip
They say I'm built for this, they know I'm made for this
Daddy told me couple rules, stay on toes and don't slip, ayy

[Outro:]
Laudiano