[Hook]
We need to change our ways
Doin the same thing we did yesterday
Making beats, getting high
Chasing freaks, feeling fine
Its just the same old shit
But I think we aint gone quit
Makin a rhyme, climbing the hill
Staying alive, just tryin ta live
[Verse One]
It's a constant struggle, but brothers gotta keep climbing
People be thinking this shit is simple and simon
Lookin at my wrist to see the position that I'm in
Kinda clothes I'm wearing, the type of car that I'm drivin
I been strivin
With damn near nothing to fight with
Flashlight, nightstick, aint no blowin up right quick
Type shit, I just write shit, hopin it might hit
So I can make a living, but there some who don't like it
But I.. I really don't give a motherfuck
A nigga's tryin to get another buck
The legal way that people say what they want em
But I'm gonna, smoking drinkin fuck with these freaks
Til I find one life with mona
On a mission
Every day wishin and prayin
Cant be kidding and playing
Fast break missing the laying
So what you saying?
Man we need to make these beats, fuck these freaks, fire these sweets
[Hook]
[Verse Two]
Constantly asking me to change my ways
But the way I'm acting now is the way I'm acting since the first day
But the sumas to Vics (?) smoke blunts significant others man
Ya'll can't stop the jump up for pound with these brothers
It's a rough long climb up the hill to the top
Giving it all that we got
As we proceed to wreck shop
And it's the same shit, Aint shit changed since 94'
You see the scorn left the scene
