I USED TO

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I used to, shit, I ain't gon' lie to you I ain't gon' lie to you, bitch
I used to I'm a different animal now, though, you hear
Me
No rap cap, you hear me
I used to care bout what niggas thought about me Now I don't give a f*ck, uh-uh
Same bitches used to talk about me, yeah Now they all wanna f*ck, let's get it
I used to blow all that lil' money Now I put that shit in the trust, no cap
And I know all my blessings, they come from God
It ain't got shit to do with no luck, yeah
I used to f*ck all them packs up I ain't know what to do with that shit, yeah
Then I start gettin' so much money I ain't know what to do with that shit, uh-uh
I put some niggas on with the plugs
They ain't know what to do with that shit
Facts But he kept a G, so we still good
Now all we be doin' is flips, yeah
I don't give no f*ck about no make it rain We gon' make that shit flood some more, yeah
I don't give no f*ck about that gang, gang I ain't even got no love no more, uh-uh
I met the bitch at the Double Tree I don't f*ck with them clubs no more, uh-uh
I ain't workin' lessons for them hunnids, nigga I don't do them lil' dubs no more, uh-uh
I thought that nigga was really solid Till I found out he really a snitch, yeah
I thought that nigga was really solid Till I found out he really a bitch, yeah
I thought that nigga was gang, gang Till I found out he really a switch, yeah
And you niggas be lookin' up to these rappers Till you find out they really ain't rich, yeah
I used to care about what niggas thought about me Now I don't give a f*ck, uh-uh
Same bitches used to talk about me, yeah Now they all wanna f*ck, let's get it
I used to blow all that lil' money Now I put that shit in the trust, no cap
And I know all my blessings, they come from God
It ain't got shit to do with no luck, yeah
I used to f*ck all them packs up I ain't know what to do with that shit, yeah
Then I start gettin' so much money I ain't know what to do with that shit, uh-uh
I put some niggas on with the plug They ain't know what to do with that shit, facts
But he kept a G, so we still good Now all we be doin' is flips, yeah
I used to chase all these fake bitches Till I got me a real one, let's go
You should've kept it a hunnid when you had me Now you look real dumb, uh-huh
I used to tell you what I was gon' do But you did not believe in me, uh-uh
I know you seen me in bae in that drop Now you wish you believed in me, yeah, yeah
My shooter got the beam on the opp, yeah, yeah
Got the .40 in the stashes in the spot, yeah, yeah
Out cali smokin' gas in the drop, yeah, yeah
Man you niggas really trash, need to stop, yeah, yeah
Got the .38 sittin' on my lap, yeah, yeah
I don't want no hug, I don't want no dap, yeah, yeah
Niggas no Tree Gotti, stay strap, yeah, yeah
Condon Terrace, Bass Place and South Cap
I used to care about what niggas thought about me Now I don't give a f*ck, uh-uh
Same bitches used to talk about me, yeah Now they all wanna f*ck, let's get it
I used to blow all that lil' money Now I put that shit in the trust, no cap
And I know all my blessings, they come from God
It Ain't got shit to do with no luck, yeah
I used to f*ck all them packs up I ain't know what to do with that shit, yeah
Then I start gettin' so much money I ain't know what to do with that shit, uh-uh
I put some niggas on with the plug They ain't know what to do with that shit, facts
But he kept a G, so we still good Now all we be doin' is flips, yeah
Got it for real

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