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All That's Changed (Prod. Brad Massey)

from Hungry​+​Humble by Top Billion

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"All That's Changed"

(Chorus)
All we had was dreams,
To get outta the gutta and take care of our mothers and brothers,
All we had was dreams,
To escape the ghetto and take our talents to an upper level,
But now all that's changed, my nigga nigga nigga,
But now all that's changed, my sista sista sista

(Verse 1)
Now we both two niggas of the same kind,
Quick to write a rhyme and use the same punchline,
Bangin' on the table freestyle at lunchtime,
Rappin' even louder when the pretty girls come by,
We were both from the bottom but we both had dreams,
Of shootin' to stardom no more government cheese,
Rockin' tripple X tees and hand-me-down Rees,
While we'd write our 16s in apartment 14,
Formulating schemes of our team being on screens,
Was a daily routine between us we'd dream of,
Leavin' public housings deplorable surroundings,
To tour the world astounding people from the Caucus Mountains,
But we weren't accounting for the possibility,
It'd take more to succeed than dropping two CDs,
And in the interim before we'd win we'd need cheese,
I lost my PinC to the streets R.I.P.

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
We used to be like distance cousins fightin' playin' dozens,
Had the hood buzzin' discussin' how we were crushin',
Couldn't tell us nothin' our lovin' was truly somethin',
At a time when we wonderin' when our next meal was comin',
We kept each other company through suffering and struggling,
When your mama died suddenly you were blubbering hugging,
Came to comfort me after those five kids jumped on me,
Iced my bruises from the pummeling and rolled a blunt for me,
Ghetto romance play fight no hold hands,
More cool than four fans my boo I'm your man,
Or was growin' up splits people like Siamese,
Twins but in the end I revered you like Chinese,
Last I heard you're riding with a guy supplying,
The South with smoke that'll make you need Visine,
And you were driving when you got flagged down,
Cracka found a whole pound now you're in lockdown,
But I miss ya

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Well guess who's movin' up this nigga ballin' now,
When his car is out people think a star around,
Went from lint his pocket to big ridiculous profits,
From who hoes ain't acknowledge to Fendi linin' his closet,
No college pure street knowledge brought his dollars,
Disciple of the ghetto scholar my partna,
From the curb yeah that's my nigga my nerve,
But since these millions he earned a word I haven't heard,
We used to talk about at ya mama house ballin' out,
And it revolved around movin' friends from the 'partments out,
With us fuck who got the golden ticket,
Us poor black boys would have stacks on 'roids,
What happened to that? Why couldn't we do that?,
True dat some us blew that chance and slipped through cracks,
'Cause I ain't mad that you on, my dawg,
But like a deadbeat dat 'least give ya son a call

(Chorus)

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from Hungry​+​Humble, released January 26, 2013

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Top Billion Miami, Florida

Born 9/14/90. From Monroe, LA. I started taking Rap seriously at 18. I rap about things that happen in my life and what I see going on in the world around me. I like making and releasing new songs because you can never have enough music. There's atleast one album you'll love here... guaranteed. ... more

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