Neva Change Lyrics - Schoolboy Q

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 

Packin' 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 on... 

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 

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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 

Photos 

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 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 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?