"Never Gonna Change" lyrics

Yeah, look
I call it how I see it, I'm never gon' change
I love spending money and I love to gang-bang
I like nice things, diamonds on my neck
Fuck bad bitches, show these hoes no respect
I call it how I see it, I'm never gon' change
I love spending money and I love to gang-bang
I like nice things, diamonds on my neck
Fuck bad bitches, show these hoes no respect

Khakis, Chucks, beanie, white tees
You can tell where I'm from by the strings in my Nikes
Hating niggas is mad, looking mean, they don't like me
A certified chipper in these streets, I'm likely
To shut down the block with hours of powder
Have burners in his spot, boiling grease in the pot
Fiends leaning like kickstands, they say, "He was a preacher man."
The lady with that bag down there pregnant, pushing bastards
Yeah, it ruined lives but they're gon' die anyway
If they don't get it from me, they're gon' buy it anyway
And enemies could take your life any day
Let's do it for Baby Bo and ride on these fuck faces
Folding the sides of my Chuck Taylors
Black, with the matching knob on my trunk banging
Black on black for the murder weapon
I'm from where they're five years old and see a murder happen

I call it how I see it, I'm never gon' change
I love spending money and I love to gang-bang
I like nice things, diamonds on my neck
Fuck bad bitches, show these hoes no respect
I call it how I see it, I'm never gon' change
I love spending money and I love to gang-bang
I like nice things, diamonds on my neck
Fuck bad bitches, show these hoes no respect

Yeah yeah, what's happening wit' it, y'all
This your boy, Neighborhood Nip Hussle
The West Coast's finest
Giving a big shout out to all my bro bros that's locked up right now
Free Infant J. Stone, free my nigga Blacc Sam
Tiny Crusty, Tiny Bodie, all you niggas, hustle