Az - Never Change lyrics

[Intro] - Yo A what's goin' on? - Yo yo, what up baby boy? - Ohhhhh - Hahaha - What's the deal my n***a? - Look at you, uh huh, you lookin like money - You know what it is - Yeah - You know what it is - Yeah - It's been 2 or 3 years, right? - I know, it been a minute right? - I know man, listen here - It's all good though, you know I'm maintaining - You lookin' good though baby boy - I mean whatever, lets get it poppin' - Alright, well I'm with you, gimmie your number - No doubt, no doubt - Here go my number right here [Verse 1] You know the happenings, homies just yappin' and Hand shaking, laughing, and exchangin' all they math again You usually lose touch when you travelin' A few dudes bruised up in the battlin' Parked on Madison across from the Radisson We talked about the tattlin' some n***as did in Maryland Plus discussed old homicides unravelin' I asked, was he dabblin', he laughed and said he managin' His Carti frames was as clear as a camera lens He hardly changed, I was near in comparison We joked about how police choked him out And he claimed as far as fame I had enough to bust in Oprah's mouth In other words, I was up in clout And from the curb I need to pull a Larry Bird, 'fore I'm up and out Without a sound, snatched my Guinness off the ground Rose up, gave him a pound and told him, "Homie, hold it down" [Hook] You know the game insane in the brain Big things in the Range, real n***as never change And though we homies and we no longer hang You know you know me and that love still remains So through the fame, through the fire and the flames I adapt to the pain, real n***as do the same And though we homies and we no longer hang You know you know me and that love still remains [Verse 2] It was Tuesday when I saw him, figured Friday I could call him Woke up early Wednesday morning, flew a chick in from New Orleans She ain't that average b**h who be doggin' for dick You know them chicks that get you sick when they keep callin' Up in Nordstrom's for a fresh pair to floss 'em Of course with footwear I be that first n***a that sport 'em Caught 'em before the salesmen even had time to a**ort 'em Bought 'em before any celeb stylist ever saw 'em Wore 'em soon as I copped 'em in the spot playing possum Debating my destination, lacing, weighing my options Celly started rockin', I answered, what's poppin' They answered and said, they shot him, now the hood got a problem I had to swallow, reaching out for my water bottle Tryin' to figure what n***a, why and by who, then Before you know it, the other voice told it It was homie from the old clique I just seen and spoke with [Hook] [Verse 3] It's Doe or Die, we survive 'till we slain And it's no surprise, homie was probably high when they came I know the guy, he was fly, him and I was the same A Gemini, with a status symbolized as his name Godly trained, he could camouflage on any terrain Carti frames, we go back like Bartles and James It's a shame cause they say his baby mom is to blame But nonchalantly I refrained cause it constantly changed From close range, somebody please slowly explain If they just wanted some j**els why didn't they go for the chain If they just wanted some news they could've left him in his Hanes But no, they just left a n***a breathless and banged [Hook] [Produced by The Heatmakerz]