J. Cole - Change

^BmMy intuition is telling me there'll be better days^{D F#m Bm}My intuition is telling me there'll be better days^{D F#m}

Yeah, ^Bmmy intuition is telling me there'll be better days ^BmI sit in silence and find whenever I meditate ^DMy fears alleviate, my tears evaporate ^F#mMy faith don't deviate, ideas don't have a date ^BmBut see I'm growing and getting stronger with every breath ^BmBringing me closer to Heaven's doors with every step ^DAs we speak I'm at peace, no longer scared to die ^F#mMost niggas don't believe in God and so they terrified ^BmIt's either that or they be fearing they gon' go to Hell A^Bmsking the Father for forgiveness, got 'em overwhelmed (^DPlease, God, I want to go to Heaven) As if ^F#mHe's spiteful like them white folks that control the jail ^BmSee I believe if God is real, He'd never judge a man ^BmBecause He knows us all and therefore He would understand The ^Dignorance that make a nigga take his brother life The ^F#mbitterness and pain that got him beating on his wife

^BmI know you desperate for a change let the ^Bmpen glide But the only real change come from i^Dnside (Come from inside) But the only real change come from i^F#mnside (Come from inside)

^BmIn cemeteries or in chains I see ^Bmmen cry But the only real change come from in^Dside (Come from inside) But the only real change come from in^F#mside (Come from inside)

Yeah, my ch^Bmosen religion Jesus piece frozen from sinnin' Do^Bmin' dirt, hoping to God, He know my intentions ^DTo see a million 'fore I see a casket I got a ba^F#mby on the way, know he gon' be a bastard I'm living f^Bmast like I'm in a drag race, how that cash taste W^Bmhen I was a senior, I was ballin' on my classmates Ni^Dggas put three bullets in my car, one hit the gas tank Kn^F#mow I got a angel cause I'm supposed to have a halo Right n^Bmow, my lifestyle destined for a federal fa^Bmcility

F^Diends wanna get higher than a bird's eye view And w^F#mho am I to tell a nigga what to do? I just supply, it's e^Bmconomics

^BmKeep a pistol at all times, niggas want what's mine ^DI can't oblige, dog, I work too hard So reach fo^F#mr it, get referred to God, I'm going hard, nigga

^BmI know you desperate for a change let the ^Bmpen glide But the only real change come from i^Dnside (Come from inside) But the only real change come from i^F#mnside (Come from inside)

^BmIn cemeteries or in chains I see ^Bmmen cry But the only real change come from in^Dside (Come from inside) But the only real change come from in^F#mside (Come from inside)

Yeah,^Bm prodigal son, got a new gun This one d^Bmon't run out of ammo

Can I b^Dall, become a star and remain my self? If I fa^F#mll, dust it off and regain my self Fuck 'em a^Bmll, they don't know all the pain I felt I'm in a^Bmwe, after all the fame I felt, I evo^Dlved I no longer bury demons, I be a v^F#messel for the truth until I'm barely breathing, I'm singing

^Bm L^Bmife is all about the evol^Dution I give up, I give in, I move back a little I li^F#mve up, I look up, now I'm back for more Y^Bmou can d^Bmream but don't neglect the execut^Dion

I li^F#mve up, I look up, now I'm back for more ^Bm Ti^Bmme is short that's what somebody t^Dold me

I li^F#mve up, I look up, now I'm back for more ^Bm T^Bmoo short to keep following your h^Domies

I li^F#mve up, I look up, now I'm back for more

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I reminisce back to a time where niggas threw they hands

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All of a sudden niggas pop a trunk and then we scram

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Finger on trigger make a little nigga understand

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What it's like to finally be the motherfuckin' man

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Eyes wide that's from the power that the coward feels

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Niggas die over bitches, disrespect, and dollar bills

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Bloodshed that turned the city to a battlefield

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I call it poison, you call it real (pop, pop, pop, pop)

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That's how you feel?

^BmPistols be poppin' and niggas drop in a heartbeat S^Bmcattered like roaches, a body laid on the concrete ^DA body laid on the concrete ^F#mLook, somebody laid on the concrete N^Bmo time for that, ain't no lookin' back, cause I'm running too I ^Bmmade it home, I woke up and turned on the morning news Over^Dcame with a feeling I can't explain Cause that wa^F#ms my nigga James that was slain, he was 22

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(Last night at around...) He was 22

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(22 year old black male, suspect, reporting live...)

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(I swear to God, bruh)

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We're gathered here today...

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(I swear to God)

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To mourn the life of James McMillan Jr

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(I swear to God nigga, I'ma kill them niggas, man)

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A tragedy, another tragedy in the black community

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(I promise you, bro...)

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We got to do better, people

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22 years old, this boy was too young

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(I promise you, bro, I'ma kill them niggas, yo...)

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Our condolences go to his family, our prayers

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(I'ma kill them niggas myself...)

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We know he's in a better place

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We know he's in a better place

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But this has got to end, ladies and gentleman

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We've got to come together, this is this is beyond words

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