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CHANGE

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Hip-Hop/Rap

CHANGE was released on May 10, 2026 by 4033385 Records DK as a part of the album ILLUSIONIST

Song Details

AlbumILLUSIONIST

Release DateMay 10, 2026

Label4033385 Records DK

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

jdsoill

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jayden D’quan Houghton

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

jdsoill

Engineer

Lyrics

Three, go

Ha

Go

Ha! Go

N**** tell me I change, n**** really big three been the same

I go up with the wrap on a range, I got bombs in this hoe like a tank

In the stu, with stack cash in the drank, ain't no reggie, still smoking on stank

Tryna cheat on this ho, so I went on a break

Make some green on these hoes, bought a house with a lake, with a Europe design

Got a foreign estate, I ain't lactose for real, pour a four ina shake

It's a pack full of nuggs, I ain't roll up the shake

Finna beat on my chest, like I'm rocking some Bape

Diss the mans, then somebody dying, send a blitz, now somebody crying

Up in his bushes, we seriously spying, up on the score, n****s ain't even tryin

Said it's the truth, but I know shawty lyin

And I know it ain't true, cause they lie all the time

I got rocks on top of my watch, diamonds blindin

Came in that trap with the macs, started frying

There ain't no point, leave them n****s behind

She call my phone, want me to hit from behind

She got a n***a, I know it ain't right

Shawty to fine, I'm tryna get in her spine

Was in the trenches, they trait me the goat

Now I'm bout business, still gettin' that mode

Chains on my neck, made the room turn to cold

Smokin' this gas, made me cough like a cold

He tried to diss on big three, then it's over

I don't know why I'm still buyin' these clothes

Where them hoes once, then just leave em' alone

Hang that boy up on the cross, now he chrome

Brody with straps, still ride by my loan

N****s be cap, they act like they grown

Ran up that sack, then I'm on my way home

Whippin' that scat, got me dodgin' patrol

I been runnin' out of patience

Time is ticking, I ain't wastin' it

Missionary made her take a pic

She already knowin' this, how great it get

She can slice by big three the pimp

Eighth grade only when I been a simp

After that, I hit up in the strip

Sextin' me all week, but couldn't take the tip

Every day vacation, let's go take a trip

SCN, be fly, they try to take the drip

Shawty want the cup, I let her take a sip

N***a die, we chased him and that n***a tripped

My dye my dreads red, n***a, life's a trip

I just want the head, baby, shut ya lip

Chop make hella noise, it go Bada-Bim

It's a opp function, caught a lot of them

We been sippin' drank, she downed a lot of rem

With the New York cap, it got the blacker of brim

Like I'm Batman, pull up with a blacker whip

I ain't never been the type to let em trip

Shawty headstand, I'm surprised for real

Ain't just bread man, he don't get no chip

Pockets full with bread, make a n***a limp

N****s all lame, I ain't cool with them

N***a tell me I changed

N***a really big three been the same

I go up put a wrap on a range

I got bombs in this hoe like a tank

In the stu with stack chasin' and drank

Ain't no Reggie, still smokin' on stank

Tryna cheat on this hoe, so I went on a break

Make some green on these hoes, bought a house with a lake

With Europe design, got a foreign estate

I ain't lactose for real, pour a four in a shake

It's a pack full of nuggs, I ain't roll up the shake

Finna beat on my chest,like I'm rocking some Bape

Diss the mans, then just somebody dyin

Send a blitz, now somebody cryin

Up in his bushes, we seriously spyin

Up on the score, n****s ain't even tryin

Said it's the truth, but I know Shawty lyin

And I know it ain't true, cause they lie all the time

I got rocks on top of my watch, diamonds blinding

Came in that trap with the mac, started fryin

They ain't on point, leave them n****s behind

She call my phone, want me me hit from behind

She got a n***a, I know it ain't right

Shawty too fine, I'm tryna get in her spine

Written by: Jayden D’quan Houghton

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