Artist: ScHoolboy Q f/ SZA Album: Blank Face LP Song: Neva CHange Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: ScHoolboy Q] Hoes ain't callinnn' The cocaine rock World keep spinninnn' The block stay hot The block stay hot The block stay hot World keep spinninnn', hah [ScHoolboy Q] Mm, thank God for the game My TV screen off the chain (chain) My bitch, she off the chain (chain) I came from the grain (grain) The sidewalk chalk (yeah) The block stay hot Paranoid, the cop that keep my gear in park Pull me out the car to give me +Black THougHt+ But fuck it, this shit's all kinda player This shit my momma flavor This that raised by your granny, pistols and Now & Laters Your pops was way too busy, missin' your mom's labor Grew up just like your daddy to packin' baggies in alleys To where the streets is your family, gettin' blurred by the same cop Go to jail for a year and come home, two of your niggas dropped You know how that feelin' feel what to feel when it's gettin' real More bullets to go around, come jump in this water nigga You still with your momma livin', thirty with no ambition Your kid got no pot to piss in, you sayin' some nigga fake You're selfish and sad, nigga you're lame, and go on You hatin' on another man's success Because, the nigga blessed and wouldn't let you finesse You got the game all twisted, you're leechin' worse than these ladies Your inner nigga ain't agin', reason the hood stay shady [Chorus: SZA] Who you do when you want? Boy you think you got this? No one here, on your own Stuck in the same spot What do you do? What do you do? Hoes ain't callin' like you want, ah-ahh Only ones you got passed, no one here, on your own Stuck in the same spot What do you do? What do you do? Ooh ooh ooh-ooh [ScHoolboy Q] Hoes ain't callinnn' The cocaine rock World keep spinninnn' The block stay hot Really with it fo'real, we fuckin' hoes fo'real Gettin' paper fo'real nigga, I play for the bills nigga I really sold pills, smokin' weed for my ills Breakin' weed in my whip, just got an ounch on a bitch Still our motive be commas and still my life isn't promised Still nervous as drivers, you see them lights get behind us They pull me out for my priors, won't let me freeze 'fore they fire You say that footage a liar, they want my flow in the dryer I'm at the top aimin' higher, my lawyers stay on retainer When white folks point the finger, place my neck on that hanger Shit, no wonder we riot, niggas still killin' niggas Child support killin' niggas, cops enslavin' us niggas Little girls killin' mothers, they treat their kid like a brother Fathers stuck with them lifers, kept it real with his niggas But left his kid for the sucks, shit no wonder we bang Damn shame mane, some things will never change [Chorus] [Outro: ScHoolboy Q - singing] Laaaah La-la-laaah La, la la laaaah La-laaaa La, la la laaaah La-la-laaah La, la la la la la laaah La-la-la-laaaah {*4X*} La lah lah lah