Neva CHange

Hoes ain't callin' The cocaine rock World keep spinnin' The block stay hot The block stay hot The block stay hot World keep spinnin' 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, missin' your mom's labor Grew up just like your daddy To baggin' baggies in alleys To where the streets is your family Gettin' blurred by the same cop Go to jail for a year and come home Two of your niggas dropped You know how that feelin' feel What to feel when it's gettin' real More bullets to go around Come jump in this water, nigga You still with your mama livin' 30 with no ambition Your kid got no pot to piss in You sayin' some nigga fake You're selfish and sad, nigga You're lame And go You hatin' on another man's success Because the nigga blessed and wouldn't let you finesse You got the game all twisted You're leechin' worse than these ladies Your inner nigga ain't aging Reason the hood stay shady 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 callin' 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 callin' The cocaine rock World keep spinnin' The block stay hot Really with it forreal We fuckin' hoes forreal Gettin' paper forreal, nigga I play for the bills, nigga I really sold pills Smokin' weed for my ills Breakin' weed in my whip Just got an ounce 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 aimin' 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 killin' niggas Child support killin' niggas Cops enslavin' us niggas Little girls killin' 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 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 callin' 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? --- Neva CHange - ScHoolboy Q and SZA