Dave East - Some Things Never Change lyrics

rate me

Same nigga from the block, in the same old kitchen with the same old pot

Audio dope, cook it up every day

Guaranteed they get hooks, sell that shit to your pops

In a fiend house tryina write another hit

Same old niggas tryina tell me I’m hot

No disrespect I appreciate love, but I’m still moving drugs

Don’t call me u hot

I don’t got knocked for a lil bit of work

Mix a pill with the purp, how it feel to get jerked

Sideline nigga never stepped on the court

Got a tek in my noth face, still puttin work

Rely with the church but I still talk to god

Heavy on the shirt, cope the pelly on the first

So the club leather had a 5th on any weather

Ralph lauren on my sweater I been fly since birth

You was watching cartoons eating apple jacks

I was in the dark room try to find me a shirt

Socks didn’t match, same jeans for a week

Same fiends on the creep, 15 from the first

Now they say I’m handsome, listenin to ransom

Dreamin bout a fiend I might be thinkin bout a hearse

Them niggas shot loke, I wasn’t thinking bout a nurse

Bringing em the new year, thinking my nigga got murked

[Hook] x 2

Some things will never change

I’m tryina get away, you niggas in the way

You in the way

Some things will never change

How could I stay the same

I’m tryina grow, I gotta grow

Same nigga from the hood even know I rap now

I’m the same old crook

These niggas unoriginal, same old hooks

Everybody got swag it’s the same old look

Me I’m just different than most

I stick to my post, need scratch, I’m itchin to blow

You bitches should know, pick and I roll

I used to play ball they give and not go

Running the motion, drowning that pussy

It feel like I’m stuck in the ocean

Try to play me, forgot I was coaching

Can’t even count the amount that I’m grocing

Feeling like MJ in 95, pour 5 on my back

If you front I’ma shoot it

Familiar with swipin, my niggas was boosting

Hoppin out hoofy, shit was confusing

Mama was working, pops working

No one was home, I started to zone

Skippin my classes, thinkin I’m grown

Knew they be callin, I turn off my phone

In the streets, everyday dogs, you not familiar

Getting extored for your verses, you pay em to feel you

And you ain’t even know we all gangstas and dealers

And you ain’t even know my lil homie right here will kill ya

And all my niggas from the bottom like your sneakers on

Only speak on I need to know bases playing and get peter rolled

[Hook] x 2

Some things will never change

I’m tryina get away, you niggas in the way

You in the way

Some things will never change

How could I stay the same

I’m tryina grow, I gotta grow.