[Hook] We need to change our ways Doin the same thing we did yesterday Making beats, getting high Chasing freaks, feeling fine Its just the same old shit But I think we aint gone quit Makin a rhyme, climbing the hill Staying alive, just tryin ta live
[Verse One] It's a constant struggle, but brothers gotta keep climbing People be thinking this shit is simple and simon Lookin at my wrist to see the position that I'm in Kinda clothes I'm wearing, the type of car that I'm drivin I been strivin With damn near nothing to fight with Flashlight, nightstick, aint no blowin up right quick Type shit, I just write shit, hopin it might hit So I can make a living, but there some who don't like it But I.. I really don't give a motherfuck A nigga's tryin to get another buck The legal way that people say what they want em But I'm gonna, smoking drinkin fuck with these freaks Til I find one life with mona On a mission Every day wishin and prayin Cant be kidding and playing Fast break missing the laying So what you saying?
Man we need to make these beats, fuck these freaks, fire these sweets
[Verse Two] Constantly asking me to change my ways But the way I'm acting now is the way I'm acting since the first day But the sumas to Vics (?) smoke blunts significant others man Ya'll can't stop the jump up for pound with these brothers It's a rough long climb up the hill to the top Giving it all that we got As we proceed to wreck shop And it's the same shit, Aint shit changed since 94' You see the scorn left the scene And paid the circle back to let you know Gotta get my paper bro If I cant Imma let it do We coming back for mo, and kicking the hinges off your door. (kickin the hinges off your door) And life is so lunt slunt Reality hits bluntly Amongst all these issues we grind, cause the rents due monthly But everything you do is certain consequences I know there is more than this is a Piz and hes three dimensions I'm just trying to hold it down and maintain my existence Lets put something down right here and we can do it with persistence I'm knowing its real cause I can feel it in the distance (talk to me) Man listen Its like old folks that get settle in their ways And it pays for one to be wise these days Not afraid Smoke one is my typical habitual ritual That let this music and these words give you a visual Come Now!
[Verse Three] Now I'm just tryin to gain green (I'm doing the same thing) Them hoes don't wanna see me live (They all wishing to change thing) All doing some strange things But leemee(?) Rico I know My baby mama keep them crooked police booking my dough Looking for dough (What you got?) Nothing but beer, plus I got these fucking lyrics I wrote You mean them niggaz fucking with you by flows You make em count by zeros (Aint they some hoes?) Hell yeh! I know, all up in a nigga shit Fuckin with your women get, with it Come on my nigga, ya'll stay committed Spit it If you aint got a nigga get it Flip it Stay the same dog, never quit it Dig it, Dig it