Make Some Change Video (MV)

We grew up porch side
Talking that country grammar
Naughty by our nature
Knuckleheads turned to happy campers
Spent summer days
Chasing after them mamma jammas
Ripe at sixteen
When I used the brown banana
Down in my pajamas
Turning off the TV just to hop off the stoop
Kiddie shows couldn't hold my attention
And loose lips didn't hold my intentions
No read between the lines
Do anything to get between the thighs
Risking freedom for a high
Sex, love, 182 when he blink
187 the pussy in front of the precinct
Mama would be beat me
If she ever found out that I running streets like kiddies
That she kept out her house
I was stuck between the BeBes
Eight tray's
Crip gangs
Would try to press us all
To bang the same thing
But I rather take chances
Chasing lust in back streets
Didn't stop until a Maglite
Caught me back seat
Damn

You better make some change
You better change your ways
Doing same old thing
You know you know
You know you know
You know you know

Block party
Tryna celebrate Juneteenth
Turned to may day
When 12 pulled up on duty
We hit the burbs
To rage against machine punch drunk
Instead of search for twerks while dodging that machine gun funk
Hide the doobie
Tongue tied talking to the cops loopy
They pulled us over
Homie had some grass between his two teeth
Get me out this jam, I'm praying
'Cause he got two strikes
Whispering over let me serve him with this two piece
You need to chill dog, we ain't up in the hills dog
They'll lock us all up and put our pictures on the newsfeed
Luck have it he let us off with a warning
Told us get our asses home
Before momma hear the informants
If he ever catch us again
Slammer for the crime
My hourglass say I damn sure can't do the time
So I straighten up, fly right
At least for a week
Until Friday night rolls around
I'm back on the scene, yea yea

You better make some change
You better change your ways
Doing same old thing
You know you know
You know you know
You know you know