[Chorus] Tryna change my evil ways (Change my evil ways) Grew up eatin' PB&J's (Eatin' PB&J's) I'm breaded up like shake 'n bake (Shake 'n bake) I'm fed up, this ain't no phase (No phase) Tryna change my evil ways (Change my evil ways) Grew up eatin' PB&J's (Eatin' PB&J's) I'm breaded up like shake 'n bake (Shake 'n bake) I'm fed up, this ain't no phase (No phase) [Verse] Uh, three sides to a story, a lil' out the ordinary An allegory of horror, allegorical shorty Took a bus from the city, hop off the plane to the south Know some n****s who made a k***in' from runnin' in houses In the yard with the chickens, better leave them alone Leave a ***a missin', bet the dogs get the bone Taught me 'bout nutrition, that bread and butter is good for you Watch who you feed, might be somebody who hungry too Ain't always by the book, might be some s*** that I might pull Out there lookin' for somethin' like White people in Tiger Woods Keep my hands in my pockets 'cause I know that the barrel hot Put my brother in college, no, I don't do this for the props Prolly roll with the gators, 'cause I know them n****s not Some shit come in flavors, and it came in the jar All I want is the bread, I'ma eat the rest later My partner told me the streets could be an evil breadmaker Makin' pancakes and eggs, the eggs white, and the cakes fluff I can't tell you no more, you know the rest Real women make it hot in the summer A country n**** need a down South woman But the hoes like, "Whoa" [Chorus] Tryna change my evil ways (Change my evil ways) Grew up eatin' PB&J's (Eatin' PB&J's) I'm breaded up like shake 'n bake (Shake 'n bake) I'm fed up, this ain't no phase (No phase) Tryna change my evil ways (Change my
