Nothing Changes

I wake up every morning then I roll up

Same streets my toes touch, made my heart froze up

I tote puffs to my angels that's already higher

Staying low with my bro, blazin a friendly fire

Talkin business like we had wealthy priors

But ours was dreams of bitches and Pirelli tires

At the car show, where all the stars go

Am I reliving my past? Only Allah knows

I talk hope, cuz I know what dreams feel like

Accepting your truths, acknowledgement of your real life

Knew some niggas gettin rich off pills and swipes

With no life insurance, in a coffin sealed tight