When I make it shine Leave it all to me I know, you see Somehow the world will change for me And be so wonderful

Put on the Patek, to change up the weather The shit turning into the rain Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (hey) Ice out the gang, make an Emoji a chain (whoo) The shit turning into the rain (rain) I, I, count the guap (count, count) Set up shop

And no message could have been any clearer If you wanna make the world a better place Take a look at yourself and then make a change I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his ways Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na I'm starting with

Don't wait to long But if you think that time will change your ways If you think that time will change your ways Before you find your way Take a chance, play your part Make romance, it might brake your heart You can cry a million tears You can wait a

(This is rolling papers two) Baby, this is rolling papers two I'mma roll it, roll it, I'mma light it, light it When it's time to make a change, I ain't gonna fight it, fight it (I'mma roll it, roll it, I'mma light it, light it When it's time to make a

With my own With my own two hands With our own I can change the world, with my own two hands Make it a better place, oh, with my own two hands Make it a kinder place, with my own two hands I can make peace on earth, oh with my own two hands I can clean

See, ever since the day I got the chance to make a change I've been in this game, it's a new day And I'm making it known cause I just want the world to know I'm paying my dues, and I got the utmost, I just wanna let you know I'm payin' homage 'cause

I knew it when it started to change We could never be the same I could do it when you do it to me I knew it if it came to be we would get a chance to see A side of each other that we both didn't know of What did you do to make me feel so good for so long

Give me one reason to stay here Said I don't want leave you lonely You got to make me change my mind And I'll turn right back around And I'll turn right back around I don't want no one to squeeze me, they might take away my life Baby I got your number,

They want G shit, give it to 'em This is for the gangsters, for the pimps and hoes This is for the dopeboy trappers selling halves and hoes (Since nobody wanna make G shit) Since nobody wanna make G shit I'm a rich nigga like I don't know I can change if