everything's the same cuz the streets dont change (you will never change the game they make you play) look around yourself man i know what im saying (gotta try to stay on the tracks, dont go insane) people never change even though they try to change (gotta do your thang, gotta do your thang) it is a good day, just cuz i see sunrise again (gotta take care to live to sunset)
its 10 o'clock in the morning, and i hardly got my eyes open my boys are hitting me up, gotta pick up the phone then sure i can go out to you homies for some basketball games i'm not needed anywhere, i aint got no job man
i grab my mountain bike and ride down the block the wind is playing in my hair and my nuts, but still its hot i hear some guys listen to my shit in the car they dont realize i'm passing by (passing by)
i holler to some gals, who used to go to the shop they blow me kisses and they smile, just like back at the club that has been shut down by the cops, who needed bribes me and my guys keep joking were up to raping their wives
(true that fella, but the joke's getting old you should try to leave it behind and move on) well, thanks mike, i will give it a thought and the troubles? i forget them all when i grab the ball