Nigga things, change, dem 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, dem stay the same Now watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harderI put that work in to win, no problem
All money aint good money, this I knowBut I still love hood money, I gets my doughAnd as a youngster, a nigga went to so much churchAnd still turned out fucked up, I did so much dirt
Chose to bang the neighborhood, I put in so much work Did a whole lot of time, caused mom so much hurtOn every thang that boy wasnt gunned on purposeWho knew that all my darkness was really gon surface
I was stuck on that bullshit, just runnin the streetsWithout some type of beef the week wasnt complete Its like a nigga feel better after dumpin his heatOn feet, just to see that body slumped in the seat
Was like a whole nother rush to me, bustin was sweetNow Im smarter, Im all about somethin to eat Im on the road, spend 30 days a month in a suiteBut Im still gon hustle and cheat, lets go
Nigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problemNigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harderI put that work in to win, no problem
Yeah, now walkin down the block without ya weaponIs a first class ticket to a lessonI thirst cash, kick it to perfection, me and Bang got a connectionThats why I bring the Benz to impress him
[Unverified] my zone, all alone homes rattle in my bonesCause he yappin off his lips and if I hit him Ill be wrongCause he aint never gon be shit and I done worked so hardBut I will make you a corn on the cob, youll be performin for God
Either that or rob you on your boulevardBet you never thought for a second, niggazd pull your card GodIm on my job, scarred since my nigga goneHP tatted on me so his memory lives on
Engagin in drama without your bomberllBe funeral arrangements for your mommaI learned that when I was in pajamas watchin Michael and MadonnaNow I got the appetite of a piranha, nigga
Nigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harderI put that work in to win, no problemNigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem
What nobody knows, all the roads you go throughYou cant even talk to those that supposedly know youSome of the levels that these peoplell go to for crumbsDamn, tell me, is this what that dough do?
Thats when you find yourself talkin to Pro ToolsTheres not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoesOr tell the tale that my heart containsI explain, so many different parts of pain
Im clean but still some marks remainFrom the past when that kush weed sparks the brain The cash made some people start to changeI feel hate when I pulled up and parked the Range
Your damn right I got rich but my heart the sameAnd practice makes perfect with the art of aimYou aint really got the heart to bangYou aint start to hang til you found out I caught the chain
Nigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harderI put that work in to win, no problemNigga things, change, dem stay the sameNow watch me come up, I hustle, I hustle even harder I put that work in to win, no problem