Used To

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Yeah, sound, sound, sound
 Yeah, real 6 side shit
 Sickos, ah man
 Yeah, when you get to where I'm at
 You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at
 Every time they talkin' it's behind your back
 Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack
 They gon' say your name on them airwaves
 They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap
 Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map
 And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at
 Shout out to the G's from the ends
 We don't love no girls from the ends
 I'ma hit 'em with the wham once again
 I'ma always end up as a man in the end, dog
 It's just apparent every year
 Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror
 Lookin' at myself like, there it is there
 Yeah, like there it is there man, woo!
 I ain't tryna chance it
 I be with the bands like a nigga went to Jackson State or Grambling
 Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin'
 Watch the way I handle it, uh
 Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit
 She know I'm the man with it, uh
 With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton
 I ain't playin' with it
 I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
 Puttin' on like I used to (what you say?)
 They never told me when you get the crown
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 New friends all in their old feelings now
 They don't love you like they used to man
 Way more gully gully than buddy buddy
 Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin'
 Y'all don't understand, I'm the only one to hear from
 Y'all don't understand that it's me or nothin'
 Yeah, I'm fuckin' glowin' up
 Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to have posters of
 Real quick man, you couldn't have hated that
 Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it that
 Woo, dance our dance, watch me dance
 You're fuckin' with the best man, I'm too advanced
 After this drop I got new demands
 Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then
 Make sure the plane got a phone now
 So when we 'bout to land I can call to tell the woes I'm home now
 I'll tell 'em link up at the valley at the Hazy
 Think I got the shit that had the city going crazy
 I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
 Puttin' on like I used to (what you say?)
 They never told me when you get the crown
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 New friends all in their old feelings now
 They don't love you like they used to man
 When you get to where the fuck I'm at
 You gotta remind 'em about where you been
 About all of the money that done came and went
 About the two cents I ain't never spent
 When they say you're too famous to pack a gat
 I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from
 Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone
 Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stepping stone
 Goin' at a nigga throat like a herringbone
 Boy, do I smell beef? Mmm, pheromones
 Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns
 Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron
 Suck a nigga dick for a iPhone 6
 Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry
 You can get buried for a ounce of Katy Perry
 I was only five but still remember the drought in '87
 Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em
 I ain't got no time
 Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence
 I'm fuckin' her mind
 I got, mind control over Deebo
 Parmesan my panino
 Promethazine over Pinot
 And when my bloods start shootin' that's B-roll bitch
 I ain't felt the pressure in a little while
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
 Puttin' on like I used to (what you say?)
 They never told me when you get the crown
 It's gon' take some getting used to (what you say?)
 New friends all in their old feelings now
 They don't love you like they used to man
 Yeah, they don't love you like they used to (what you say?)
 In the city with the-, windows down
 Like I used to (what you say?)
 Like I
 Take some to getting used to (what you say?)
 Man, they don't love you like they used to, man
 

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Duration
04:28
Key
10
Tempo
96 BPM

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