Changing Time Zones (feat. Ty Weed & Shoddy Boi) - Chey Dolla

One, two, three and Life moves slow in all the right places I've been up all night stayin' true to my phases If you need some company, I'll be on the move Catch me walkin' in circles with both sides of the moon It's 'bout time, I'm in line I'm packed up, re-aligned My moods bright, I shine brighter Breathe higher, take flight, it's like Just for a moment I can't feel my mind Just for a moment I got my eyes closed (eyes closed) I'm from the city where they drive slow (drive so slow) Never trippin' 'bout where life goes, spinnin' like a vinyl Movin' with the time zones, the time zones I throw all my words up in the air Burn like a fire to a flare Fall from a star to anywhere Moments that I can't take Head out the window, liberate Let the wind speak from miles away See what the colors have to say When I pull in my lane I let my head spin until I don't know why Left my plans on read just to feel alive 'Cause living ain't when the time is on pace Minutes leave more than just a blank space It's funny how life can end up that way (yeah) Oo, I got my eyes closed (eyes closed) I'm from the city where they drive slow (drive so slow) Never trippin' 'bout where life goes, spinnin' like a vinyl Movin' with the time zones, the time zones I got my eyes closed (got my eyes closed) I'm from the city where they drive slow (drive so slow) Never trippin' 'bout where life goes, spinnin' like a vinyl Movin' with the time zones, the time zones Just for a moment I can't feel my mind Just for a moment Just for a moment I can't feel my mind For a moment Just for a moment I can't feel my mind Just for a moment Just for a moment I can't feel my mind For a moment

Keep the shootin' on and on, bae Yeah, I keep the shootin' on and on, bae (we packin' Diamond Pistols) I'm in two time zones, find the money where I'm at I got new pink stones, got my money and all that, ayy Yeah, yeah Uh-huh, yeah I'm in two time zones, find the money where I'm at I got new pink stones, find me shinin' from the back (skrrt) Gotta keep to my lone 'less you wanna make it clap If you ask for a loan, well, I can't do that, I need more (huh?) Nice honest ladies by my side, I need more (b-bitch) "Baby-baby, let me be your wife", she gotta go Got the money long, need it wide, I need more Pink spinners on my pink ride, oh, there he go Two time zones, I got money where I'm at Find a cute bitch, tryna fuck from the back 'Cause she sexy, suckin' on my dick We gon' leave the sheets messy, you and your bestie Take you to the crib (crib), pass her to my nigga She fuck the whole gang (gang), call that bitch a winner Switch to your sister, your sister named Trisha (Trisha) Left you in France, and I'll never miss ya (miss ya) Bitch, I got money, that's why the hoes love me You tried to set me up, you must think that I'm a dummy Turn you to a mummy, you bitch-made 'n' bummy She say that I'm a king, put a baby in her tummy (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) I'm in two time zones, find the money where I'm at I got new pink stones, find me shinin' from the back (skrrt) Gotta keep to my lone 'less you wanna make it clap If you ask for a loan, well, I can't do that, I need more (huh?) Nice honest ladies by my side, I need more (b-bitch) "Baby-baby, let me be your wife", she gotta go Got the money long, need it wide, I need more Pink spinners on my pink ride, oh, there he go Brand-new bitch with an ass tryna please me Silly ex-girl want me back, why'd you leave me? Care more for the money than the girl, yeah, I'm greedy Hit after hit, after hit, yeah, it's easy (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) I don't care for much, care for mula-la-la (ching) Yeah, this pussy boy talk too much, blah-blah-blah-blah (yeah) If she pays on the date, she my mamacita (mmm) And this baby won't fold 'less she Mona Lisa Yeah, I wake up, I check my DMs from too many girls (huh?) I think my neck is the only one that be gettin' pearls Huh, I need money, I need more, more, more, more Bitch, I need more (yeah) (skrrt-skrrt-skrrt) I'm in two time zones, find the money where I'm at I got new pink stones, find me shinin' from the back (skrrt) Gotta keep to my lone 'less you wanna make it clap If you ask for a loan, well, I can't do that, I need more (huh?) Nice honest ladies by my side, I need more (b-bitch) "Baby-baby, let me be your wife", she gotta go Got the money long, need it wide, I need more Pink spinners on my pink ride, oh, there he go (bbno$) I need more, there he go There he go (I need more)

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, woo-woah, yeah Girls like you (girls like you) Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bad bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude A lot of ass on her lip, body bad, you strip Pretty face, but a flip, in her bag with the chip (Chip) Blowin' racks at the Fifth, girl, keep it up, I can see ya Ain't nothin' like I got, I don't need you (need) Yeah, yeah (yeah, ooh, yeah) Those are the ones Those are the ones Stand on your heart (heart) And look in your eyes (eyes) I know I broke a lot of hearts (a lot of hearts) Gave my share of scars, but (ooh, yeah) Ain't nothin' worse than a broken man Can't tell your bros, they won't understand Drown out the pain with a loyal fan Use your pussy power 'cause you know you can, oh Girls like you (girls like you, ooh) Always got a bad attitude (attitude, ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude (bitches rude) God made bad bitches rude (ooh, yeah) Girls like you Always got a bad attitude (ooh, yeah) God made bad bitches rude God made bad bitches rude