[Verse 1: Chris Miles]
Yo, take a look at my brain, cause all you ever gonna see is that work ethic
Got music all in my veins, doin what I love and still earn cheddar
They told me “what are you thinking, you’re never gonna make it, you ain’t worth nada”
But now they see me blowing up, they wanna hang, when you doubted me, you should’ve learned better
Got real shit, got club bangers, got love tracks, man, I’m versatile
I remember back when they back stabbed us like every time that we turned around
Walk in the building, we burn it down, I’m going hard ‘cause my team deserve it
N.Y.C to Jersey, yeah the beast emerging from the bottom and got ‘em retreatin early
Oh God, promise to God, I do this shit
I don’t care about what a hater say, I’m too concerned about my music shit
No lie, I just want to make music and get stupid rich
Have a pool in my crib that’s the size of Pacific
We going to the top like the roof don’t exist
[Hook: Chris Miles]
They never change
Y’all don’t think we notice
Yeah they still the same, but I ain’t fallin for it
They acting different from back then, that shit’s ridiculous
You actually think I actually believe you, know my eyes do not deceive me
Because they never change, never change, never change
Nah, they never change, never change, never change
Boy, they still the same, still the same, still the same
Nah, they never change, never change, never change
Yo, take a look at my brain, cause all you ever gonna see is that work ethic
Got music all in my veins, doin what I love and still earn cheddar
They told me “what are you thinking, you’re never gonna make it, you ain’t worth nada”
But now they see me blowing up, they wanna hang, when you doubted me, you should’ve learned better
Got real shit, got club bangers, got love tracks, man, I’m versatile
I remember back when they back stabbed us like every time that we turned around
Walk in the building, we burn it down, I’m going hard ‘cause my team deserve it
N.Y.C to Jersey, yeah the beast emerging from the bottom and got ‘em retreatin early
Oh God, promise to God, I do this shit
I don’t care about what a hater say, I’m too concerned about my music shit
No lie, I just want to make music and get stupid rich
Have a pool in my crib that’s the size of Pacific
We going to the top like the roof don’t exist
[Hook: Chris Miles]
They never change
Y’all don’t think we notice
Yeah they still the same, but I ain’t fallin for it
They acting different from back then, that shit’s ridiculous
You actually think I actually believe you, know my eyes do not deceive me
Because they never change, never change, never change
Nah, they never change, never change, never change
Boy, they still the same, still the same, still the same
Nah, they never change, never change, never change
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