Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye
Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye
I’m not from up in here, the peace eater I
To make a little money on the rose in the light
I’m so lonely, never got to see her eyes
I realize
This young lad was 13 behind all the people
Clothes too tight
Concrete blocks, the pain that cracks around this mother
This young mind, all patience left cuz what he’s dealt was the unlucky cards
Only sees, only eats
Is all that cream that money makes him in
Cuz girls ‘round here will want you if you conquer hey
They love a thug, don’t want a hug
If he’s too nice then he’s a mug
In the club they love to pop champagne as long as you’re the one that’s paid
See what I’m saying, let’s just do it
Playing games, running more laps, she’s you got left the game
Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye
Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye
Now this young lad 16
Driving ‘round in cars but big dreams ring, Rover big Gs
He’s making more money than his mother and father have ever seen, that’s deep
Always on luck, he’s always on his own just rings and never stops
His daisies out always about just doing drugs and licking boxes
It’s the regular thing
He’s just a regular fiend with a head full of schemes
And now they always static and jealous of the fame
‘Cause the money he could lose is like his father’s chain
Friends would change and coz she’s quick as soon as they know that you make more than they ever made
That’s just the way it goes
Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye
Round here things never change
It’s not all I see
It’s always the same yea aye