Nothing’s Changed

Lyrics

[Intro] Ghosty [Verse 1] From young I just wanted a kilo, just like Keemz Let me tell you 'bout my throwback days, me and bro in a unknown T The lisp make a catch this KO, I hope he don't drop when he hits the beat Got five hundred G's like three, it's gone before nine just like V If a guy wanna work for the G, he better trap times ten like me If not, he better knock these G's, not my bros, this half a B The street life's peak, she gave me the drop for a half of weed Pulled up on PC, splashed them opps then left the scene Opps get checked, even in jail, how they get it on road Prawn canteen to the excercise yard but you can't see them 'cause they're all on vol' Lz had four man pressured, rid his time and then came home Me, I'm the NFA kid, police like Gyptian how they wan' hold My man phoned for a pic, is he taking the piss? You'll buy this chro' My dro' is piff, it'll take you away, so you better buy that to go I got shots that break that down and I got shots that I buy for smoke I got shots that break that down and I got shots that I buy for smoke [Chorus] Back in the day we was getting bands, still up to now ain't nuffin' changed Only the re' my numbers, need new waps, you'll got that guage It's sad seeing bare man broke while I'm out raking the strip, no gains If I blow, that's cool, I'm grateful but I ain't sellin' myself for a change Back in the day we was getting bands, still up to now ain't nuffin' changed Only the re' my numbers, need new waps, you'll got that guage It's sad seeing bare man broke while I'm out raking the strip, no gains If I blow, that's cool, I'm grateful but I ain't sellin' myself for a change [Verse 2] I need more bread, I ain't dealing hope, I'm dealing dro' and pots I need a HB, got a two shot read on a nine, had to strap the shot Them man was linking Pagey, I was getting cakey, attack the block Tell the shots, link me at the spot, send him to bro if he wants some rock The 12 pops twice, the PR's weak but it can slap Bro was aiming for a headie one but he done it way too skatts We done that one a PC's, call that a rev and clap Now I'm lowkey for a day, phone up bae or chill at my gaff The 25's hot, 24 as well, had the 25 part two fours of shells That's average smoke, no dro', let it go like I just exhaled Free all my guys that's locked, jakes got most of the guys in jail Eyes up in traf', got my flick knife 'cause these pots don't contain smell I couldn't buy your bluff, see that 12? It contains bells Anything I buy sponsored from a sim card, this Lyca contains sales Hit that strip, make me a killin', true say that my line does rip I'll sleep with these dots like Krillen [Chorus] Back in the day we was getting bands, still up to now ain't nuffin' changed Only the re' my numbers, need new waps, you'll got that guage It's sad seeing bare man broke while I'm out raking the strip, no gains If I blow, that's cool, I'm grateful but I ain't sellin' myself for a change Back in the day we was getting bands, still up to now ain't nuffin' changed Only the re' my numbers, need new waps, you'll got that guage It's sad seeing bare man broke while I'm out raking the strip, no gains If I blow, that's cool, I'm grateful but I ain't sellin' myself for a change