Released: May 3, 2017
Songwriter: Aristos Petrou Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Producer: Budd Dwyer
[Intro: B.G. Knocc Out]
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
[Verse 1: LIL CIG]
I keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts or life (yeah)
Seems like my home has become something I can't recognize (ayy)
Doubters turn to believers, but fuck, I'm not surprised (yeah)
I miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side (what?)
Crazy how friends switch it, askin' how they can get a picture
What happened to, "What's up, homie—how ya' doing? Goddamn, I miss ya"
Don't wanna be nowhere else, so I'm making myself create this hell
In the place I dwell, stuck in an open cell
Take me back 'fore the levees fell
[Hook: B.G. Knocc Out]
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
[Verse 2: 7TH WARD LORD]
Yeah, I be that 7th Ward Lord with them devil horns
Born and raised in the waves of the storm
The flood has left me wet and torn
The Garden of Eden destroyed by Babylon demons
They poured the chlorine with no warning
Petals on the floor freezing
A world once unexplored, I think I'm Marco Polo covered in thorns
Set my compass to avoid tethered forms
New Orleans is war-torn, I ain't bettin' scores
And all of my friends are now whores
And I'm bored of the replication of the life
I once lived in the city I once adored
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
[Verse 1: LIL CIG]
I keep on strolling with no control of my thoughts or life (yeah)
Seems like my home has become something I can't recognize (ayy)
Doubters turn to believers, but fuck, I'm not surprised (yeah)
I miss my cousin so much, yet he's still by my side (what?)
Crazy how friends switch it, askin' how they can get a picture
What happened to, "What's up, homie—how ya' doing? Goddamn, I miss ya"
Don't wanna be nowhere else, so I'm making myself create this hell
In the place I dwell, stuck in an open cell
Take me back 'fore the levees fell
[Hook: B.G. Knocc Out]
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
Time's still changing 'cause brothers turnin' into snitches
[Verse 2: 7TH WARD LORD]
Yeah, I be that 7th Ward Lord with them devil horns
Born and raised in the waves of the storm
The flood has left me wet and torn
The Garden of Eden destroyed by Babylon demons
They poured the chlorine with no warning
Petals on the floor freezing
A world once unexplored, I think I'm Marco Polo covered in thorns
Set my compass to avoid tethered forms
New Orleans is war-torn, I ain't bettin' scores
And all of my friends are now whores
And I'm bored of the replication of the life
I once lived in the city I once adored
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