Things Change

[Produced By: Ron Gilmore]

[Intro: J. Cole]

Yeah things change, things change

Things change nigga

[Verse 1: J. Cole]

Pick up the pen, time to write my sins away

Right my wrongs and then life goes on

Bitches be calling, then mistakenly niggas be falling

I fuck them and I leave them, forever picture me balling

With cash that I never had, I'm trying to stretch a million

Hoping it forever lasts, a fear of going broke

Cause most niggas I know can barely make the car note

Can barely keep the rent paid, so I'm like Da Vinci

Painting pictures to last centuries since like the 10th grade

Carolina nigga with New York plates

My template, switch states and swerve, mixtapes was served

Get cake, absurd, and has big plates, preferred

You heard, my every word

Potentially could free us all, now that's a heavy burden

Sometimes I'd rather get some head and watch my wealth grow

Cause things change, am I the same one you fell for?

One side screaming "hell no" other side holding on for dear life