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Ain't Changed Video (MV)




Performed By: Dropout Monroe
Language: English
Length: 1:48
Written by: A Breneman, A. Breneman




Dropout Monroe - Ain't Changed Lyrics
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Ain't shit changed since back in the day
Still rollin' with the G's, fronto's with the eighths
Still got her on her knees while I'm weighing the cake
Still on my Q's and P's til the feds make my fate
Put down the percs unless they write it for me
Still down to sip the wock, doc, my chest is hurting
I just broke a couple ribs over a f*cking forty
I could afford it, but these fiends annoy me
Ain't shit changed since back in the day
I may have lost my voice, but I'll speak til my grave
We don't buy in eighths, half to the QP
Always got that check coming like every week
They used to cut me short like, I checked, it's weak
Now it's f*cking pure, but I don't even tweak
They used to couldn't see what they'd seen in me
Thank the f*cking lawd I chose the life of a G
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed since back in the day
Still rollin' with the G's, fronto's with the eighths
Still got her on her knees while I'm weighing the cake
Still on my Q's and P's til the feds make my fate, ayyy
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Ain't shit changed since back in the day
Still rollin' with the G's, fronto's with the eighths
Still got her on her knees while I'm weighing the cake
Still on my Q's and P's til the feds make my fate
Put down the percs unless they write it for me
Still down to sip the wock, doc, my chest is hurting
I just broke a couple ribs over a f*cking forty
I could afford it, but these fiends annoy me
Ain't shit changed since back in the day
I may have lost my voice, but I'll speak til my grave
We don't buy in eighths, half to the QP
Always got that check coming like every week
They used to cut me short like, I checked, it's weak
Now it's f*cking pure, but I don't even tweak
They used to couldn't see what they'd seen in me
Thank the f*cking lawd I chose the life of a G
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed
Ain't shit changed since back in the day
Still rollin' with the G's, fronto's with the eighths
Still got her on her knees while I'm weighing the cake
Still on my Q's and P's til the feds make my fate, ayyy
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Writer: A Breneman, A. Breneman
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