Prices are high now darlin', and all the good jobs are gone Sorry to say, baby, things ain't what they used to be Times is hard, baby and the hustle is really on Times is hard, baby, the hustle is really on Better get yourself a job now, baby, I'm tired

That grass ain't greener on the other side You used to be the one to talk to on the side Waiting for my love to break up It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night Acting like you been a player I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it

Nowhere! Kids No one needs you after all That little social scene It’s just a hate machine No one’s here to take your call And now your self esteem Ain’t what it used to be You’ve inspired

It ain't what you do, its what you do tonight And there ain’t no shortcut to doing something right If you knew what I knew, she’ll be yours tonight Just look around the club 'cause you're here to have a good time I'm so confused, if you only knew she

Dogg, what up, mane? Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be I gang bang to the fullest A lot of niggas talk about it but they really don't do it, do they? So I'm doin' it for y'all Marco or bust, I'ma ruin it for y'all Stomp that, strap up,

Somewhere now All grown up and medicated On my own cellular waves I put the riot in patriot And we all die in threes I'm running late to somewhere now I don't want to be Where the future and promises Ain't what it used to be

Ain't nothin' but a rearview town It ain't nothin' what it used to be Population minus me On the other side of that dust cloud It ain't nothin' but a rearview town Broken hearts and rusted plows Roots ripped right up out of the ground Never thought I'd

Ain't this what they've been waiting for? I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this So I had to grind like that to shine like this In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists See