Times Change

How it was ain't how it is
How it is ain't how it will be
When anyone asks how I've been
I tell 'em ask how I will be

(Story time)

School days they never paid her no attention
All the boys used to think about was taking home her best friend
Remember trocadero had us all going West End?
She was the weirdo, the lame with no protection

So they used to call her rugged and she told her older bruddas
At night she couldn't sleep, she just hid below the covers
She was a tomboy with potential
In a class full of cruel kids, all alone she suffered

But the years passed by and the glasses became contacts
The air's been relaxing and the breeze disappeared
She used to battle with her pass out
Couldn't pass, she made combat
She's got 'em back now, her face is everywhere

Shop windows and adverts
Now it's like she's never been insulted by a man's words
Nobody had the thought that she'd become a model
When her hair was in a bobble, she had bottles thrown at her

Times change
People change
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People change

Times change
People change
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People change

School days she was the one that all the boys chased
Just another little boy tryna beat before his voice breaks
Valentine's day, there ain't a choice made
Way too many options, she can't avoid hate

Now there's rumors going round the school, they're calling her a slag
They say she's going out with Paul, she ain't cool with that
'Cause Paul ain't growing outta all the things children have
He wrote a little poem on the wall where the water's at

The years passed by and her reputation was ruined
Telling every man she meets they're the only man she beats
Swearing on her life by elevating, what's she doing?
Now Paul's become the man to please, sport's got the man his P

She a funky buddha, celebrity pursuing
She walks in casually, haunting all the athletes
Now she's on the same celebrity she knew when
She was a secondary girl, but he remembers very well

Times change
People change
Times change
People change

Times change (how it was ain't how it is)
People change (how it is ain't how it will be)
Times change (when anyone asks how I've been)
People change (I tell 'em ask how I will be)

The model, the baller, the chicken head
All went the same school, coincidence
Different situations supported by these instruments (life)
Hate, love, and too much attention caused the difference

The model was the victim (chicken head was loved)
And the baller was a victim (of this chick he said he loved)
Mate, I'm just painting the picture (where's my brush?)
Only two used the gift they was given

One never once ever opened a present up
She just opened her legs and
Hoping to get a cuff from bruddas that get money
But no, she never does, I suppose it's never funny
When these hoes have a child that won't respect their mummy

Back to the other two, one night they crossed paths
In the lobby of the W, a hot glance
Turned into exchanging numbers
Who would've thought that they would get together?
Well, I never

Times change
People change
Times change
People change

Times change (how it was ain't how it is)
People change (how it is ain't how it will be)
Times change (when anyone asks how I've been)
People change (I tell 'em to ask how I will be)