Neva CHange

(альбом: Blank Face LP - 2016)

Hoes ain't calling
The cocaine rock
World keep spinning
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
World keep spinning

Thank God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My bitch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk
The block stay hot
Paranoid, the cop that keep my gear in park
Pull me out the car to give me black thought
But fuck it, this shit's all kinda player
This shit my mama flavor
This that raised by your granny, pistols and Now & Laters
Your pops was way too busy, missing your mom's labor
Grew up just like your daddy
Packing baggies in alleys
To where the streets is your family
Getting blurred by the same cop
Go to jail for a year and come home
Two of your niggas dropped
You know how that feeling feel
What to feel when it's getting real
More bullets to go around
Come jump in this water, nigga
You still with your mama living
30 with no ambition
Your kid got no pot to piss in
You saying some nigga fake
You're selfish and sad, nigga
You're lame
And go on...
You hating on another man's success
Because the nigga blessed and wouldn't let you finesse
You got the game all twisted
You're leeching worse than these ladies
Your inner nigga ain't aging
Reason the hood stay shady

[SZA:]
Who you do when you want?
Boy think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain't calling like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?

Hoes ain't calling
The cocaine rock
World keep spinning
The block stay hot

Really with it forreal
We fucking hoes forreal
Getting paper forreal, nigga
I play for the bills, nigga
I really sold pills
Smoking weed for my ills
Breaking weed in my whip
Just got an ounch on a bitch
Still our motive be commas
And still my life isn't promised
Still nervous as drivers
You see them lights get behind us
They pull me out for my priors
Won't let me freeze 'fore they fire
You say that footage a liar
They want my flow in the dryer
I'm at the top aiming higher
My lawyers stay on retainer
When white folks point the finger
Place my neck on that hanger
Shit, no wonder we riot
Niggas still killing niggas
Child support killing niggas
Cops enslaving us niggas
Little girls killing mothers
They treat their kid like a brotha
Fathers stuck with them lifers
Kept it real with his niggas
But left his kid for the sucks
Shit no wonder we bang
Damn shame, mane, some things will never change

[SZA:]
Who you do when you want?
Boy think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain't calling like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?