"Streets Don't Change" lyrics
(feat. Conway the Machine)
What up, nigga?
Uh
Uh, slidin' in that minivan, I got the pole in it
Aim that shit right at your chest and put some hoes in it
I'm in my uncle kitchen, whippin' up a whole linnet
Cookin' up a brick, I put my motherfuckin' soul in it
Look, let's make a toast, nigga, raise your glasses
My tape a classic, went straight to the lab, and I created madness
We was in the trenches, weighin' bag and stayin' at it
Half a block of twenties, leave the plate with razor slashes
Before I did the deal with Shady Mathis
I was in Atlanta with the Wraith in traffic
Throw like 10K in magic, probably fuckin' your favorite rap chick
I called her a waste of a bad bitch
I ate the pussy, it tasted average
I take a package, and I make it backflip
I stopped complainin' and just made it happen
While you nigga postin' pics and tryna make a caption
I'm busy gettin' my cake established
Machine bastards, uh
The streets don't change
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know that
The streets don't change
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know
The street is the street, always
The players change
But the game remains the same
You know the streets don't change
Got it off the speedboat when I read cocaine
Squeeze, don't aim, nigga
Pop shit and let you keep your chain, nigga
Lame nigga, it's a free throw game winner
Haunted by the last words of a dying man
That you heard when you stood over and fired the can
Damn, I ain't have taken a life in my plans
I was just tryna show them nigga that I wasn't playin'
Sometimes you gotta do shit you don't wanna do
Imagine bein' fifteen and your friend get killed in front of you
And every time you think about the shit, it still fuck with you (That shit still fuck with me to this day, nigga)
Bullet hit his chest, came out his back, kept tryna front on you
And all them other pussy niggas ran that he was frontin' to
These nigga plottin' on you, wanna sneak and that's what suckers do
That's why you gotta always stay on point, don't get too comfortable
Uh, the streets don't change (They don't change)
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know that
The streets don't change (They never change, though)
It's all gon' remain the same (The streets gon' stay the same)
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know
Ooh, yeah
You know we back, nigga
Ooh, thinkin' 'bout it, nigga
It took a lot of losses to get here
And get to these wins, nigga
Huh?
You done gotta be right, huh?
Colder than the coldest temperature
Recorded above the Arctic Circle
The liquid in this beaker may hold secrets
Of space travel, of lengthened human life
This is Science in Action
Uh
Uh, slidin' in that minivan, I got the pole in it
Aim that shit right at your chest and put some hoes in it
I'm in my uncle kitchen, whippin' up a whole linnet
Cookin' up a brick, I put my motherfuckin' soul in it
Look, let's make a toast, nigga, raise your glasses
My tape a classic, went straight to the lab, and I created madness
We was in the trenches, weighin' bag and stayin' at it
Half a block of twenties, leave the plate with razor slashes
Before I did the deal with Shady Mathis
I was in Atlanta with the Wraith in traffic
Throw like 10K in magic, probably fuckin' your favorite rap chick
I called her a waste of a bad bitch
I ate the pussy, it tasted average
I take a package, and I make it backflip
I stopped complainin' and just made it happen
While you nigga postin' pics and tryna make a caption
I'm busy gettin' my cake established
Machine bastards, uh
The streets don't change
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know that
The streets don't change
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know
The street is the street, always
The players change
But the game remains the same
You know the streets don't change
Got it off the speedboat when I read cocaine
Squeeze, don't aim, nigga
Pop shit and let you keep your chain, nigga
Lame nigga, it's a free throw game winner
Haunted by the last words of a dying man
That you heard when you stood over and fired the can
Damn, I ain't have taken a life in my plans
I was just tryna show them nigga that I wasn't playin'
Sometimes you gotta do shit you don't wanna do
Imagine bein' fifteen and your friend get killed in front of you
And every time you think about the shit, it still fuck with you (That shit still fuck with me to this day, nigga)
Bullet hit his chest, came out his back, kept tryna front on you
And all them other pussy niggas ran that he was frontin' to
These nigga plottin' on you, wanna sneak and that's what suckers do
That's why you gotta always stay on point, don't get too comfortable
Uh, the streets don't change (They don't change)
It's all gon' remain the same
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know that
The streets don't change (They never change, though)
It's all gon' remain the same (The streets gon' stay the same)
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap, go to jail
Pray I'm never goin' back, but I know
Ooh, yeah
You know we back, nigga
Ooh, thinkin' 'bout it, nigga
It took a lot of losses to get here
And get to these wins, nigga
Huh?
You done gotta be right, huh?
Colder than the coldest temperature
Recorded above the Arctic Circle
The liquid in this beaker may hold secrets
Of space travel, of lengthened human life
This is Science in Action
