Things Will Never Be The Same (Part One)

 "Things Will Never Be The Same" (Part One)

The other day I was just chilling and dealing

Doing my thing

Living life, and then I came across this one piece

It sounded so angelic, sounded so deep

I started think about the past; the good, the bad, the ugly

A lot happened and I moved on, but  

Some things will never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the hoes, without the game

Without the bros it ain’t the same

Fought my share of foes

Handled my share of woes

Only Lord knows

But it’ll never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the hoes, without the game

Without the bros it ain’t the same

Fought my share of foes

Handled my share of woes

Only Lord knows

But it’ll never be the same

Forget where I’m at in real life

I spaced out, so high up, up in my mind 

A long hall, special place with shiny signs

That’s tailor-made and personal with my design

White walls, with golden frames with different years

Inscribed in them are many things and a symbol of tears

There’s marble floors and real diamonds in chandeliers

The brightness varies to symbolize the different tiers

I pulled up, I walked down the lane

I saw sunny days, I saw all the rain

I saw where I begun, I saw how far I came

And then I got reminded some things will never be the same

Some things will never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the hoes, without the game

Without the bros it ain’t the same

Fought my share of foes

Handled my share of woes

Only Lord knows

But it’ll never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the hoes, without the game

Without the bros it ain’t the same

Fought my share of foes

Handled my share of woes

Only Lord knows

But it’ll never be the same

I’m outside looking within

The good ‘ole days, we was out here making different plays

Running and gunning the whole time ‘cuz it was fun and

Ripping and running the streets like it was that sweet

When things was cheap, and it seemed like it came easy

Seemed like it was peasy, seemed like it was breezy

It seemed like it would last for a while, but that ain’t even

The case because it all comes down, I guarantee it

But, I can’t even lie, I really do miss it all

I remember having to ball

I remember taking the falls

I remember going through all those times where I just stalled

I remember getting to walk and to run after I crawled

I remember me and the homeboys jumping all the hurdles

I remember it was lit and getting all of the girls

But things started to change and it came through all these swirls

One after another, now it’s a different world 

It was never easy, but I kept my composure 

I’m on and I’m grown, and now I’m taking over

I leveled up my game and I’m not the same as I came

But I keep on looking back, some things will never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the bros, without the game

Some things will never be the same

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the bros, without the hoes

Some things will never be the same

Without the money, without the fame

Without the bros, without the game

Some things will never be the same

Without the cars, without the clothes

Without the bros, without the hoes

Some things will never be the same