Change

So they ask me what's 'hustle'?
It's somethin' you don't understand till you had to struggle
Starin' down trouble while you standin on ya 'own two'
Starin' at a 'phone booth' wish it was throne room
You feelin' 'hung up' and you hopin' God'll phone you.

Mic-check 'checkin in' this is 'Home Room'
Click-clack do the 'Math'
The 'odds' are feelin' 'stacked' like a 'Big Mac'
You lackin' a 'kick back'
But you just tryna 'get it' how you live on that Dollar Menu
"McDouble double up" holla at me what you been through
We need a little 'change' I ain't talkin' 'new venue'
I'm talkin' how we're made and I'm talkin what we're meant to do
So 'mark it' right now
I'm writin' on the sky and my mind's in the 'clouds' I'ma 'fly' with the sound
'Cuz our time's right now and we ain't ever comin' down

Hey - how it feels today
I ain't got money I got bills to pay
Still down but I feel okay
I know somehow I'ma find a way
But I need a little Change
(Change)
I could use a little Change
(Change)
Think I need a little Change
(Change)
I could use a little Change
(Hey)

My boy 'K' was a 'baKer'
Always 'gettin' bread' and he never had a 'waiter'
He did it on his own - no 'school' for the 'paper'
And when it came to class he was like "see you later
Haters"

'Skippin' heat' flippin' 'keys' on the street
He was on his 'alphabet' stackin 'G's' every week
My boy was a little Pimp
1-2 swag and he had a little limp
Then he went n got 'bent' came down to a girl
'16 And Pregnant' just tryna 'save the world'
But no 'Clark Kent' when that bullet hit it's mark
She was found in the dark by the park one vic
We both knew the shooter - but 'K' wouldn't snitch
Fellow dope dealer so he went and took a pinch
The worst-thing is that was one man's daughter
And I used to dap hands with the man who shot her
Damn

My girl Allie only 24 years old
Just hopin' she don't she don't gotta climb that stripper pole
So tell me what's the 'price tag' of 'livin' your dreams'
When the bills keep pilin' and the kid's gotta eat!
No sleep just prayin' for a jinni
And maybe one wish on a plane for Tejiti
Where the funds comes easy and the sun feels nice
Otherwsie she be 'starin' down' 'Life'
'Dead to Rights' from a barrel
Can't 'price' the 'apparel'
When your 'heart up on ya sleeve'
And ya life be in peril
The say we gotta 'learn' but the education's poor
And my city needs a little bit more
We can't even afford with these overcrowded schools
Kids burnin' their Temporaries just to get up on the news
These 'Fox 5 views' couldn't even 'spin the bias'
I'm just hopin' that my brother don't end up like Len Bias
(Word to Maryland)

Yea
We all need a little bit sometimes man
Even if ya don't know ya 'history'
Ya betta know ya 'dead presidents'