Neva CHange lyrics

by

Kanye West


[Intro]
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
Hoes ain't callin'
The cocaine rock
World keep spinnin'
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
The block stay hot
World keep spinnin'

[Verse 1: ScHoolboy Q]
Thank God for the game
My TV screen off the chain
My b*tch, she off the chain
I came from the grain
The sidewalk chalk (Yeah)
The block stay hot
Paranoid, the cop that keep my gear in park
Pull me out the car to give me black thought
But f*ck it, this sh*t's all kinda player
This sh*t my mama flavor
This that raised by your granny, pistols and Now & Laters
Your pops was way too busy, missin' your mom's labor
Grew up just like your daddy to packin' baggies in alleys
To where the streets is your family
Gettin' burnt by the same cop
Go to jail for a year and come home, two of your n*ggas dropped
You know how that feelin' feel, in the field, when it's gettin' real
More bullets to go around, come jump in this water, n*gga
You still with your mama livin', thirty with no ambition
Your kid got no pot to p*ss in
You sayin' some n*gga fake
You're selfish and sad, n*gga you're lame (And go on)
You hatin' on another man's success, because
The n*gga blessed and wouldn't let you finesse
You got the game all twisted
You're leechin' worse than these ladies, your inner n*gga ain't aging
Reason the hood stay shady
[Chorus: SZA]
Who you do when you want?
Boy, think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain't callin' like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Refrain: ScHoolboy Q]
Hoes ain't callin'
The cocaine rock
World keep spinnin'
The block stay hot

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Really wit' it for real
We f*ckin' hoes for real
Gettin' paper for real, n*gga
I play for the bills, n*gga
I really sold pills
Smokin' weed for my ills
Breakin' weed in my whip
Just got an ounce on a b*tch
Still our motive be commas
And still my life isn't promised
Still nervous as drivers
You see them lights get behind us
They pull me out for my priors
Won't let me freeze 'fore they fire
You say that footage a liar
They want my flow in the dryer
I'm at the top aimin' higher
My lawyers stay on retainer
When white folks point the finger
Place my neck on that hanger
sh*t, no wonder we riot
n*ggas still killin' n*ggas
Child support killin' n*ggas
Cops enslavin' us n*ggas
Little girls killin' mothers
They treat their kid like a brotha
Fathers stuck with them lifers
Kept it real with his n*ggas, but left his kid for the suckas
sh*t, no wonder we bang
Damn shame, mane, some things will never change
[Chorus: SZA]
Who you do when you want?
Boy, think you got this
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Hoes ain't callin' like you want
Only ones you got passed
No one here, on your own
Stuck in the same spot
What do you do? What do you do?
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Outro]
La, la-la-la
La-la, la, la
La, la, la, la-la-la
La-la-la
La-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la-la
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