Things Change

Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem All money ain't good money, this i know But i still love hood money, it gets my dough And as a youngster, that nigga went through so much church That still turned out fucked up, i did so much dirt Told to bang the neighbourhood, i put in so much work Did a whole lot of time, caused mom so much hurt On everythang, that boy wasn't done on purpose Who knew that all my darkness was really gon' surface I was stuck on that bullshit jus runnin' the streets Without some type of beef, the week wasn't complete Its like a nigga felt better after dumpin this heat On feet, just to see the body slumped in the seat Its like a whole 'nother rush to me, bussin' was sweet Now im smarter, im all about something to eat Im on the road spend 30 days a month in the suite But im still gon' hustle and cheat, Lets Go Now! Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Yeah, uh Now walkin down the block without your weapon Its a first class ticket to a lesson (uh huh) I first cast tickets to perfection, me and Ben got a connection (yeah) That's why i bring the Benz out to impress him (yeah) Caught in my zone, all alone, homes rattlin' my bones Cuz he yappin' off his lips and if i hit him i be wrong Cuz he ain't never gon' be shit, i done work so hard But i will make you a corn of the cob, you be performin for God Either that or rob you on your boulevard Bet you never thought for a second niggas would pull your cards I don't know about y'all star, cuz my nigga gone H.P tatted on me so his memory lives on Engagin in drama without your llama There'll be funeral arrangements for your momma I learnd that when i was in pajamas watchin Micheal and Madonna Now i got the appetite of a piranna, nigga Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem When nobody knows all the walls you go through You can't even talk to those that supposedly know you Some of the levels that these people'll go to, for crumbs Damn tell me, is this what that dough do? That's when you find yourself talkin to Pro Two There's not to many people who ever can walk in Loc shoes Its good as hell that my heart contains I explain, so many different parts of pain Im clean, but still some marks remain From the past, when that crushed weed sparks to brang The cash made some people start to change I feel hate when i pulled up and parked the range Ya damn right i got rich, but my heart the same And practice makes perfect with the harder aim You ain't really got the heart to bang You ain't start to hang, till you find out I cought the chain.. Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Nigga, things change They don't stay the same Now watch me come up I hustle, i hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem Yo there y'all go