[Verse 1]

There are two kinds of people in this world

Those who make things happen and those who just watch and copy off of us

I get my rush makin brush styles

They simulate me but imitation is the highest form of flattery

So gas me kid wit your blandishment

It only makes me realize how much you really on my dick

Suckin all the flavor off of my love like you's a bitch

Save something for my chick but go ahead get yo licks

I've been doing this since Makavelli made hits

Biggie Smalls said, "and Mobb Deep started dun language"

40 inch chains and Hennessy

Shootin videos in them projects in Queens

[Hook]

Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man

The only thing constant is change

Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?

Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders

[Verse 2]

We used to rock certified suits and Timbaland boots

Avirex leather jackets with the bandana hoop

Snatch the chain off yo neck, the definition of swag

Who else but Brooklyn and Queens where all my thugs at?

Out in California also

Those where the days when pussy niggas couldn't rap

They was too afraid to get up on the stage and rock for the hood

Cause the hood was the only crowd there was

Some niggas are stuck in that time zone

They can't adapt or get none of this neo dough

Hope you saved up while you was high and had your run

Cause the clock ran out and your 15 is done

[Hook]

Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man

The only thing constant is change

Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?

Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders

[Verse 3]

I see a bunch of nonsense in the game right now

It's a whole gang of garbage and copycat styles

Step yo game up, step yo brain up, go get a dame

She deserved to live that life of the rich and famous

Not the life of the dummy lame fucks

That ass deserve expensive seats and dressed up in the finest threads, that designer shit

Diamonds are strictly for women, yea that's the new trend

Stop acting like a bitch and take the crystals off

And get that glass off yo wrists and stop makin rap songs

You's a certified thrown ball, straight ass

Even if you was a gangsta, your music still trash, look

[Hook]

Nothing stays the same, hip-hop goes through eras my man

The only thing constant is change

Now ask yourself, are you a follower or a leader?

Leaders create and followers just follow the leaders