Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye
I’m not from up in here, the peace eater I To make a little money on the rose in the light I’m so lonely, never got to see her eyes I realize This young lad was 13 behind all the people Clothes too tight Concrete blocks, the pain that cracks around this mother This young mind, all patience left cuz what he’s dealt was the unlucky cards Only sees, only eats Is all that cream that money makes him in Cuz girls ‘round here will want you if you conquer hey They love a thug, don’t want a hug If he’s too nice then he’s a mug In the club they love to pop champagne as long as you’re the one that’s paid See what I’m saying, let’s just do it Playing games, running more laps, she’s you got left the game
Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye
Now this young lad 16 Driving ‘round in cars but big dreams ring, Rover big Gs He’s making more money than his mother and father have ever seen, that’s deep Always on luck, he’s always on his own just rings and never stops His daisies out always about just doing drugs and licking boxes It’s the regular thing He’s just a regular fiend with a head full of schemes And now they always static and jealous of the fame ‘Cause the money he could lose is like his father’s chain Friends would change and coz she’s quick as soon as they know that you make more than they ever made That’s just the way it goes
Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye Round here things never change It’s not all I see It’s always the same yea aye