[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]