Freeway, Jake One - Never Gonna Change lyrics

It's like the Biggie' "Warning
" almost six in the morning
I'm receivin a call, it's just me and a broad
I'm still in my drawers
Just got finished beatin
I was skeetin, she was skeetin
No feelings involved
Back to the phone call, it was my nigga Dame
He schooled me to these lame ass
Niggas tryin to frame the squad got up
I threw on my clothes and I strapped up
Two more clips for back up, they act up
We act up i told the chick "pack up
Cause it's time to go, you gotta roll"
I'm about to hook up with my bro (bros)
These niggas tryin to get me
Wanna stick me for my dough
They seen the diamonds flash
Wanna get me real bad
Get me for my stash, leave tag on toe
But they're never ever gonna get that close


We play board games, Connect Four
Tic tac-toe
We play war games, more flames, spit that foe
Oh, Battleship, sink that boat
If it don't sink then y'all niggas gotta row
Row your boat, quickly down the stream
Get too far away
Freezer tag 'em with the beam
Now his body floatin down the
River with a scheme
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Plottin on Freezer's but a dream and it's

(Nev-er goin to)
It's (nev-er goin to change)
Shit ain't never gonna change

This how it started
They retarded had they weapons drawn
Tried to stick the connect
And got connected on
Quickly we dumped on 'em
Put bullets up in them
Now they saw they wanna harm us
Wanna harm 'em more
Hit up they buddies, you dummies
Studied "The Art of War"
Heard it through +The Wire+ his
Baby mama in Baltimore
And that's where he hidin
So that's where we ridin
I got connects out there, my nigga Mully
Hundred grand
His chick Chantel that I've been
Hittin since the '90's post up at her house
It's not far from they house
Got two eyes on they house
In case they go out i told her to go out
We might have a spray out
I think way out, got the shit laid out
I ain't never been afraid to pull the AK out
In broad daylight got the green light
Make his brains hang out
Bring Beretta and Desert to
His known hangouts
That's my two roadies and these
Motherfuckers do know me
They put a price on my head
That cost two Rolies
"He just came from Mecca
This nigga Free religious?
We about to give him the business
And leave him too holy"
Nope, you're never gonna get that far
We will spray y'all, A-R flip that car
We will lay y'all, underneath the concrete
Trust me
Like Jimmy Hoffa they'll never find the body
Caught him in the hotel lobby
Slippin, trickin
Was about to pop 'em but the cops stopped me

ETS the Pleasant and Calvert Days Inn
It's a black male, big beard, possibly armed
Proceed with caution

(Nev-er goin to, Nev-er goin to change)
Never

He got away this time but I'm on his top
Now he know I'm in the city with 'em
Gotta get the drop
I got to play like him, move like him
Think like him
Strike 'em, light 'em, homicide 'em
With the rifle
Make sure the job is done before
He be rattin like Fievel
Up in the courtroom hype
Right hand on the Bible
I gotta get him tonight
Right hand on the nine
I know his whereabouts
I'm packin all my gear and stuff
From Chantel house and now I'm headin
Out to air him out
Jumped in the Charger, the windows are tinted
You can't see who's in it
You don't know if I came to spark you or not
I just parked on his block
And I'm sittin here patient 'til
I spot my target there the nigga go
I'm damn near out of breath
I'm gonna catch him this time
Won't let the nigga go
That's what the nigga get for tryin
To take a nigga dough
I'm 'bout to send him to God
Put two in his chest
Time to put him to rest
I scream "let's have it!" squoze the ratchet
(gunshot) she's wearin his jacket

It's his baby mom, damn! (screaming)
Shot the wrong motherfucker
Shit, I guess this shit
Ain't never gonna change

(Nev-er goin to change)