Yea oh yea yea [Chorus] 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 toBut 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[Meek] I was never used to n****s 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 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 some these n****s throwinTry and take me out in the hood try and make it outN****s plotting on me, cops all stakin’ outTry and get a couple bricks so I could make a houseClose friends hatin’ on me, really try and play me outDamn, but n****s couldn’t deal with meIf they had Blackjack my shooters would still hit itNorth side of Philly where is real greedy, and dirty atWhere everyday they murder at[Chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be[Meek]When I was young I started planning it outMy daddy got killed, I was the man of the houseBy the age of 16, man them hammers was outSo when n****s tryin’ to hit me, I’m just handin’ them outCuz I ain’t tryna see my mom cryin’ and my sis’ mornin’So Imma let this little Mackie level rip on ‘emLouis Vuitton sneaks, watch the blood drip on ‘emFor all the times I bled, the tears I shedEvery time I made money, it was here I saidAnd if my n****s ask for it was “yea” I saidSellin’ butter just to get the fam breadI swear I got married to the streets and it was here I wedCuz I was never used to bein’ what I used toStarted all walkin’ down the roads, where’s the coop toImma let the top down every time I shoot throughTo give them motivation even though I know they hatin[chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be[Meek]The man with the gold makes the rulesAnd the one who makes the rules, break the rulesSome n****s make it alive, some make the newsIt’s either family or money, I hate to chooseCuz you need money just to feed the famAnd family keep you coolGot ***** on the paper, still I keep the toolN****s heard im gettin’ money so they creepin’ throughI keep my hand up on that hammer, what’s for me to doLet these n****s kill meTry to line me up so they can reel meI’m just givin’ you the real meStarted with a dollar, now I got it and I’m ***********![chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be
Yea oh yea yea [Chorus] 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 toBut 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[Meek] I was never used to n****s 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 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 some these n****s throwinTry and take me out in the hood try and make it outN****s plotting on me, cops all stakin’ outTry and get a couple bricks so I could make a houseClose friends hatin’ on me, really try and play me outDamn, but n****s couldn’t deal with meIf they had Blackjack my shooters would still hit itNorth side of Philly where is real greedy, and dirty atWhere everyday they murder at[Chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be[Meek]When I was young I started planning it outMy daddy got killed, I was the man of the houseBy the age of 16, man them hammers was outSo when n****s tryin’ to hit me, I’m just handin’ them outCuz I ain’t tryna see my mom cryin’ and my sis’ mornin’So Imma let this little Mackie level rip on ‘emLouis Vuitton sneaks, watch the blood drip on ‘emFor all the times I bled, the tears I shedEvery time I made money, it was here I saidAnd if my n****s ask for it was “yea” I saidSellin’ butter just to get the fam breadI swear I got married to the streets and it was here I wedCuz I was never used to bein’ what I used toStarted all walkin’ down the roads, where’s the coop toImma let the top down every time I shoot throughTo give them motivation even though I know they hatin[chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be[Meek]The man with the gold makes the rulesAnd the one who makes the rules, break the rulesSome n****s make it alive, some make the newsIt’s either family or money, I hate to chooseCuz you need money just to feed the famAnd family keep you coolGot ***** on the paper, still I keep the toolN****s heard im gettin’ money so they creepin’ throughI keep my hand up on that hammer, what’s for me to doLet these n****s kill meTry to line me up so they can reel meI’m just givin’ you the real meStarted with a dollar, now I got it and I’m ***********![chorus]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 dirtI used to cry ’til it hurtI will look up to the heavensWhen is my time gonna comeI used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to beSo I used to be, I used toBut I never got used toBein’ what I used to be
