[Intro]
Yeah, Carl Escobar
TBA Vol 2, here we go again
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I guess much ain't changed, I ain't done much achieving
Instead of doing homework I would rather be chiefing
I used to s** at math cla** so I was always cheating
I guess that's why the white girls stick to me, they can't even
Well, I actually graduated, got the handshake and diploma
So I can get to work on commas and hop off them corners
Now I can get everything I wanted to attain
But just know it ain't all good vibes and puffing Marry Jane
I had to work for this, with pain comes the gain
I'll always stick to this, stay up in your lane
In the last mixtape I dissed myself, rapped and mixed and dropped
Didn't need no help, now I'm pulling all the stops
In the end, all of this was done for the sake of progress
So I could see them girls wear a fur dress
On some Gatsby sh**, all that's in my mind, them chills down my spine
All this hard work but in the end I guess
[Chorus]
I guess much ain't changed x4
(Yeah)
I guess much ain't changed x4
(Ugh)
I guess much ain't changed x4
(Yeah)
I guess much ain't changed x4
(Much ain't changed)
[Verse 2]
I think the best feeling that has ever happened to me
Is to find out the my family supports me fully
With this music that I spit and it;s all for free
You can trust that sh**, go download them mp3s
Been riding in the bus for too long, I need to stop
Looking down on my feet for that faithful second drop
Of the heat, not Miami, though I'm from it
You can tell that I'll run it in a couple more years cuz I don't expect to flop
Yeah, I still got a lot to go, get my money
Get my own, stop the watch and claim the thrown, be known
I sound like I'm the top but I'm really from the bottom of the ground
Where you'll hear this sound is where I'm found
Like Kim K and Ye riding on that Harley motorcycle
You can just believe me, to this music I am bound
My music like bad karma, what goes around comes around
May sound new to you, but to me I guess
[Chorus]