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Use to Be

Use to Be

Meek MillYouTube

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Yeah (oh-oh)

Yeah

Yeah

I used to be a used-to (used-to, used-to, used-to)

I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)

I used to grind (grind, grind, grind) in the dirt

I used to cry 'til it hurt

(Oh-oh, no)

I would look up to the heavens

When is my time gonna come (time, time, time)

I used to be a used-to

But I never got use to

Bein' what I used to, be (yeah-yeah)

Said I used to be a used-to (yeah)

But I never got use to (never)

Bein' what I used to, (yeah) be (uh)

I was never used to niggas that was use to

Bein' broke so I started sellin' coke (coke, coke)

Times got hard was sellin' soap

Schemin' just like the preacher in church he sellin' hope (hope)

Now I'm 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 somethin' these niggas throwin'

Try and take me out (take me out), in the hood tryin' make it out (out)

Niggas plottin' on me cops all stakin' out

Tryin' get a couple bricks so I can make a house

Close friends hatin' on me really tryin' to play me out

Damn (damn, damn), but niggas couldn't deal with me

If they had blackjack my shooters was still hitting

North side of Philly where it's real gritty

And dirty at where everyday they murder at

(Murder at, murder at, murder at, murder at)

I used to be a used-to (used-to, used-to, used-to)

I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)

I used to grind (grind, grind, grind) in the dirt

I used to cry 'til it hurt

(Oh-oh, no)

I would look up to the heavens

When is my time gonna come (time, time, time)

I used to be a used-to

But I never got use to

Bein' what I use to, be (yeah-yeah)

Said I used to be a used-to (hey)

But I never got use to

Bein' what I used to, (yeah) be (yeah)

When I was young I started plannin' it out

My daddy got killed I was the man of the house

By the age of sixteen man them hammers was out

So when niggas try and hit me I'm just handin' 'em out

'Cause I ain't tryna see my mom cryin' (cryin')

And my sis mournin' (mournin')

So I'ma let this lil' MAC-11 rip on them (on 'em)

Louboutin sneaks watch the blood drip on them

For all the times I bled the tears I shed

Every time I made money it was here I said (said)

And if my niggas asked for it it was yeah I said (said)

Sellin' butter just to get the fam bread I spread (spread)

I got married to the streets and it was here I wed (wed, wed)

'Cause I was never used to bein' what I use to

Started off walkin' now the Rolls Royce a coupe too

I'ma let the top down every time I shoot through (through)

To give 'em motivation even though I know they hatin'

I used to be a used-to (used-to, used-to, used-to)

I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)

I used to grind in the dirt

I used to cry 'til it hurt

(Oh-oh, no)

I would look up to the heavens

When is my time gonna come (time, time, time)

I used to be a used-to

But I never got used to

Bein' what I used to, be (yeah-yeah)

Said I used to be a used-to (hey)

But I never got used to

Bein' what I used to, (yeah) be

The man with the gold makes the rules

And one who makes the rules, break the rules

Some niggas make it alive, some make the news

It's either family or money, I hate to choose

'Cause you need money just to feed the fam, the family keep you cool

Got a nigga on 'em papers still I keep the tool (tool, tool)

Niggas heard I'm gettin' money so they creepin' through

I keep my hand up on that hammer what's for me to do? (do, do)

Let these niggas kill me? (yeah, oh)

Try to line me up so they can rail me? (yeah, rail me, rail me)

I'm just givin' you the real me (yeah)

Started with a dollar now I got it

And I'm filthy, nigga (nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga)

I used to be a used-to (used-to, used-to, used-to)

I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)

I used to grind in the dirt

I used to cry to 'til it hurt (cry, cry, cry)

(Oh-oh, no)

I would look up to the heavens

When is my time gonna come (time, time, time)

I used to be a used-to

But I never got use to

Bein' what I use to, be (yeah-yeah)

Said I use to be a use to (hey)

But I never got use to

Bein' what I use to, (yeah) be

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