Use to Be

Yea oh yea yea I used to be, I used to (Used to used to used to) I used to be, I used to (I used to be, I used to) I used to grind in the dirt I used to cry til it hurt I will look up to the heavens When is my time gonna come I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be So I used to be, I used to (yea) But I never got used to (neva) Bein what I used to be I was never used to ns that was used to Bein broke so I started sellin coke Times got hard was sellin soap Skimmin just like the preacher In church, you sellin hope Now Im gettin older, heart gettin colder Lookin at my son while his head lay on my shoulder Thinkin in my head will I make it to see him grow up" Or will I catch a bullet from some these ns throwin Try and take me out in the hood try and make it out Ns plotting on me, cops all stakin out Try and get a couple bricks so I could make a house Close friends hatin on me, really try and play me out Damn, but ns couldnt deal with me If they had Blackjack my shooters would still hit it North side of Philly where is real greedy, and dirty at Where everyday they murder at I used to be, I used to (Used to used to used to) I used to be, I used to (I used to be, I used to) I used to grind in the dirt I used to cry til it hurt I will look up to the heavens When is my time gonna come I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be So I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be When I was young I started planning it out My daddy got killed, I was the man of the house By the age of 16, man them hammers was out So when ns tryin to hit me, Im just handin them out Cuz I aint tryna see my mom cryin and my sis mornin So Imma let this little Mackie level rip on em Louis Vuitton sneaks, watch the blood drip on em For all the times I bled, the tears I shed Every time I made money, it was here I said And if my ns ask for it was yea I said Sellin butter just to get the fam bread I swear I got married to the streets and it was here I wed Cuz I was never used to bein what I used to Started all walkin down the roads, wheres the coop to Imma let the top down every time I shoot through To give them motivation even though I know they hatin I used to be, I used to (Used to used to used to) I used to be, I used to (I used to be, I used to) I used to grind in the dirt I used to cry til it hurt I will look up to the heavens When is my time gonna come I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be So I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be The man with the gold makes the rules And the one who makes the rules, break the rules Some ns make it alive, some make the news Its either family or money, I hate to choose Cuz you need money just to feed the fam And family keep you cool Got na on the paper, still I keep the tool Ns heard im gettin money so they creepin through I keep my hand up on that hammer, whats for me to do Let these ns kill me Try to line me up so they can reel me Im just givin you the real me Started with a dollar, now I got it and Im filthy Na! I used to be, I used to (Used to used to used to) I used to be, I used to (I used to be, I used to) I used to grind in the dirt I used to cry til it hurt I will look up to the heavens When is my time gonna come I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be So I used to be, I used to But I never got used to Bein what I used to be