Used To

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I had to hold it down I had obligations

Driving with no registration

I'm in my city don't need no directions

And I gotta watch my surroundings they might have bad intentions

I might take a bad bitch then her to cookie that's lucious

Everywhere we go I roll some ground have the air polluted

I feel in love with that lil shooter

And Gon hustle till my poccets respucia

She ain't fit in then I'ma have to boot her

Secure the bag and get some movers

Niggas might think I'm cold jus don't let em run through ya

I can't do the things I used to

I know you not used to what I'm used to

Big blunts I had to baccstroke to duccets

Moving closer to my future

And she with me she watch her figure

Henny with no mixture

Hitter with no hitter

Hit or miss and I won't miss you

I don't think you got me like I got you

Cuz I'd never diss you.

I had to hold it down I had obligations

Driving with no registration

I'm in the city don't need no directions

And gotta watch my surroundings they might have bad intentions

He say he want smoke but sent a message

It ain't no location then it's like he never sent it

He ain't no gangsta as much as he might come off

If he hit you up with smoke he get no response

We don't talk on phones meet me at your spot

Kicc in yo door that's how I was taught

And we seen niggas let down they loc so we picced up the slacc

So if I go to prison blame gangsta rap

Now I leave the house have that thing attached

Murder one murder cross my mind

If the niggas cross my path I might lose my mind

Left that bitch alone claim she doing fine

Bags going fast that's a moving line

Swear to God aint scared of doing time

Shots fired he ain't come outside

What's the price of living this life.

I can't do the things that I used to

Big blunts what I'm used to

Hood conditions what I'm used to

Unscrew them loose screws.