Change
There are two kinds of people in this world
Those who make things happen and those who just watch and coppin over us
I get my rush makin brush styles
They simulate me but imitation is the highest form of flattery
So gas me kid wit yo blandishment
It only makes me realize how much you really on my dick
Suckin all the flavor off of my love like you's a bitch
Save something for my chick but go ahead get yo lick
I've been doing this since Machiavelli made hits
Biggie Smalls said and Mobb Deep started done lenglish
40 years changed and Hennessey
Shootin videos in them projects in Queens
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
We used to rock certified suits and Timbaland boots
Averex leather jackets with the bandana hoop
Snatch the chain off yo neck, the definition of swag
Who else but Brooklyn and Queens where all my thugs at?
Out in California also
Those where the days when pussy niggas couldn't rap
They was too afraid to get up on the stage and rock for the hood
Cause the hood was the only craft there was
Some niggas are stuck in that time zone
They can't adapt or get none of this neo dough
Hope you saved up while you was high and had your run
Cus the clock ran out and your 15 is done
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
I see a bunch of nonsense in the game right now
It's a whole game of garbage and copycat styles
Step yo game up, step yo brain up, go get a dame up
She deserved to live that life of the rich and famous
Not the life or the dummy lane fucks that ass
Deserve expensive seats and dressed up in the finest threads, that designer shit
Diamonds are strictly for women, yea that's the new trend
Stop acting like a bitch and take the crystals off
And get that glass off yo wrists and stop makin rap songs
You's a certified thrown ball, straight ass
Even if you was a gangster your music's still trash
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
Those who make things happen and those who just watch and coppin over us
I get my rush makin brush styles
They simulate me but imitation is the highest form of flattery
So gas me kid wit yo blandishment
It only makes me realize how much you really on my dick
Suckin all the flavor off of my love like you's a bitch
Save something for my chick but go ahead get yo lick
I've been doing this since Machiavelli made hits
Biggie Smalls said and Mobb Deep started done lenglish
40 years changed and Hennessey
Shootin videos in them projects in Queens
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
We used to rock certified suits and Timbaland boots
Averex leather jackets with the bandana hoop
Snatch the chain off yo neck, the definition of swag
Who else but Brooklyn and Queens where all my thugs at?
Out in California also
Those where the days when pussy niggas couldn't rap
They was too afraid to get up on the stage and rock for the hood
Cause the hood was the only craft there was
Some niggas are stuck in that time zone
They can't adapt or get none of this neo dough
Hope you saved up while you was high and had your run
Cus the clock ran out and your 15 is done
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
I see a bunch of nonsense in the game right now
It's a whole game of garbage and copycat styles
Step yo game up, step yo brain up, go get a dame up
She deserved to live that life of the rich and famous
Not the life or the dummy lane fucks that ass
Deserve expensive seats and dressed up in the finest threads, that designer shit
Diamonds are strictly for women, yea that's the new trend
Stop acting like a bitch and take the crystals off
And get that glass off yo wrists and stop makin rap songs
You's a certified thrown ball, straight ass
Even if you was a gangster your music's still trash
Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man
The only thing constant is change
Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?
Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders
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Writer(s): T Johnson
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