Don’t change
Don’t change
Don’t change
Don’t change
Mind, don’t mind
Don’t change
Don’t change
City of lost angels, uh, uh, uh
City of lost angles, uh, uh, uh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
A lot of people off the self
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
A lot of people up for sale, pull up like
Mmm, mmm, mmm
A lot of people run and tell
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Time ought to tell, judge black males
Gon’ cross all the rails to stop clientele
Let me take you round, round, round
This a new town, town, town
This a new tin, tin, tin
We goin’ in, in, in
No doubt Kan’ can’t cool it
Good job for a student
Nice car for a student
Nice shoes for a student
New bag goin’ stupid
Show me how you do it
Show me how you -err
Don Kan’ who you foolin?
In the-
City of lost angels, uh, uh, uh
City of lost angles, uh, uh, uh
(Mind)
I don’t wanna be so judgemental
(Don’t change)
I don’t wanna be so judgemental
Everybody hurts but I don’t judge rentals (Mind, don’t change)
(Everybody judge)
Dogs out the kennel (Dawg)
Flyin’ down with the next invention
Got the new Porsche up with the Tesla engine (Err)
Serene ❲?❳ toothin’
Can’t win here for losin’
Can’t hide, he was provin’
Multi-billionaire hobbiest
Just don’t tell the lobbyist where my lobby is
I don’t judge but I mights start-
Come pick up your sloppy kids
School dorm, church parkin’ here
Might start up an orphanage in the-
City of lost angels, uh, uh, uh
City of lost angles, uh, uh, uh
City of lost angels, uh, uh, uh
City of lost angles, uh, uh, uh
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