Used 2 It

You a whole clown
But let me tell you something
You blocking me ain't stop shit
If I wanted to come
And fuck up your house
Or fuck up your car
Or fuck up your girl I can
So I took a picture
Of your plate yesterday
When I was at the hotel
I already sent it to my
Homegirl who the police
So I already got the drop
The whole drop on you
Your name your address
Your social and everything
Wrong bitch

When you come up
Niggas start acting like you
When you come up
Niggas start acting like you
When you come up
Niggas start acting like you
When you come up
Niggas start acting like you
When you come up

This'll bring you nothing
But bad karma forever

When you come up
Niggas start actin' like you
When you come up
They gon' start actin' like you
When you come up
Niggas start actin' like you
When you come up
They gon' start acting like you

Get right
Get right
I get used to it

You hang 'round yes men
And you hang 'round actors don't You
The ones you trust
Would still steal right from you
Lil' bro I tried to tell you
AP the time be telling
In my prime I feel like Lennon
Thank God I got blessed with Lemons
Yeah I had to make that lemonade
I knew there wasn't another way
Pour up I love the feeling
Gold medal shit always winning
This life is strange admit it
Your shooters aimless with it

Yeah (Yeah)

Don't turn your back on me no
VLONE
We got substance 03 Greedo
I seen a opp right through the Peephole

They mad 'bout something
As far as we know
Like to get high something like a
C note
All in on red at the casino

When you come up
Niggas start actin' like you
When you come up
They gon start actin' like you
When you come up
Niggas start actin' like you
When you come up
They gon start acting like you



Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Reid
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