"Changing" lyrics

You, you
Things changing, I miss playing with you
I, I
Ice out, my ice
Throw diamonds at you
I'm a fool for you

You, you
Nigga play me wrong, put the heat to the test
I'm blinded
Ice your mistakes, I can take it real good

You, you
And I fuck her on the piano
I swish and get it in
Yeah, I have it for real

Bitch-ass clutch like SEMA
I record it like a rumor
It's a lot of new cars that I hear
Got a new phone, only one camera

Niggas only know how it feel
Taste buds different
I got women on my mind

Hit it hard, what you doing?
Nice shit, come over - okay, fine
All night, run, run
I run through all this pain of mine

I trip, it shoots
But they didn't choose me
That's why I drive like...

You, you
Can't change it
Miss playing with you

What I got
I stop myself
Don't understand you

Let me clip on you
Nigga clip me raw
Put the heat to this shit

I said mistakes
I can take it real good