Neva CHange
(专辑: 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?