What up nigga?
Uh
Uh

Sliding in that mini-van, I got the pole in it
Aim that shit right at your chest and put some holes in it
I'm in my uncle kitchen whipping up a whole linen
Cooking 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, then I created madness
We was in the trenches swayin' back and staying at it
Half a block of twenties, leave the plate with razor slashes
Before I did the deal with Shady Mathers
I was in Atlanta with the Wraith in traffic
throw like 10K in Magic
Probably fucking your favorite rap chick
I called her a waste of a bad bitch
I ate the pussy, it tasted average (tasted average)
I take a package and I make it backflip
I stopped complaining and just made it happen
While you niggas posting pictures tryna make a caption
I'm busy getting my cake established
Machine, bastards (Machine, bastards)

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 going back, but I know that
The streets don't change
It's all gon' remain the same (same)
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap
Go to jail, pray I'm never going back, but I know (I know)

The street is the street
Always
(Yeah)
The players change
But the game remains the same

You know the streets don't change, got it off the speedboat
When I re' cocaine, I 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 had taking a life in my plans
I was just tryna show them niggas that I wasn't playing
Sometimes you gotta do shit you don't wanna do
Imagine being 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 'til this day, nigga)
Bullet hit his chest, came out
his back for tryna front on you
And all them other pussy niggas ran
that he was fronting to (They gone)
Bitch niggas plotting on you wanna snake
and that's what suckers do
That's why you always gotta stay on point
don't get too comfortable

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 going back
but I know that (Ah, ah, ah, I know)
The streets don't change (It never change)
It's all gon' remain the same (Shit gon' stay the same)
We just tryna get a sack, hit the trap
Go to jail, pray I'm never going back, but I know

Ooh, yeah
You know we back, nigga
Nothing about it nigga, took a lot of losses
to get here, to get to these wins nigga, uh
You only gotta be right once