Loose Change (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)

(I'm back for my people)
 Uh
 Yo, yo, yeah
 Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
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 You be with the boys and I'ma be with the dawgs
 Blood on the Travies, it serve as a challenge coin
 I'm the voice, I had to speak for the org, passed the preacher
 Smashed up weed on the organ, master teachings
 Actually couldn't hold me (who's gonna stop me?)
 I was hungry
 Mama made her son read, so I'm hunting glances 'til the peak
 That still didn't feed me
 I had to get a feel for the whole thing
 Peeking the orbs, speak on what I absorb
 Reserved boundaries, I found a different route to explore and run around deep
 I told you 'bout the reaching, you found out and screamed
 That sound to me like a loss
 I had a bad bout with grief and I tossed a match on it
 Kerosene, burned the ring down to ashes
 And memories, feather feet behind
 And ahead of the beat, throwing 'em off
 Arriving in the nick of time, these niggas nickel and diming
 I'm giving 'em five and sliding, my way up the street
 Pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
 Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
 Please (I need a piece of this, about this small)
 Please, save a generous slice for me
 Change jingling in my pocket
 These niggas nickel and diming
 I'm giving 'em five, pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
 Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
 (Please, please, please, please)