[Verse 1:]
Yellow Wallabies in the Summer time remember me?
38 special wife beater ain't no k**ing me
Runnin with my dogs f**ing with the hoes
We be acting like stars at them other n***as shows
Luke Skywalker was my muthaf**in idol
Back in middle school I'd watch the videos and get excited
Then I started writing, but really I was biting
All that Big Daddy Kane I had the flat top like him
Fab 5 Freddy with Martin Luther King
He was quick to holler "Peace", boy did I have a dream
Now I'm staring at the TV wishing I was Whodini
Had me dancing like Hammer in the mirror with a peedi
You could see me, Ice Cube bumping as I'm rolling
We all said, "f** you b**h!" and kept going
To the pack jam that was our spot walking in
With a nickel bag in my hi-tops
[Hook:]
Some things change most stay the same
While I'm chilling in the hood I keep hearing n***as saying
("Don't Change")
Went and got a million, now my n***as tripping
When you push a Lamborghini you just get a certain feeling
("Don't Change")
[Verse 2:]
Back in the hood, grinding on the block
Where we all had plans of climbing to the top
Kane got shot, Black got life
I ain't really wanna write but they pushed me to the mic
So I put it on the pad, blowing in the pad
Real D Boy I had blow up in the pad
Tapes of Scarface, the world is yours
Plates and raw cake guns galore
Go and sell a few is what a n***a better do
Everything Federal when you're dealing with revenue
Hoping the casino is trying to clean some
Got 50 in the trunk
Who the f** you mean mugging n***a?
Do my dirty work give my brother a clean hammer
If mother nature nice it will be a mean summer
Syrup on the dump, chrome on the wheels
Got work in the trunk, the zone and some heels
HO!
[Hook]