Used To Be
Once you break the code, it can't go back to how it used to be
And niggas die for tellin' me what they gon' do to me
I got out the way, but all that hot shit, it ain't new to me
We gon' be rich forever, hold it down and just stay true to me
She know she lost a million dollar nigga if I leave her
Ain't gotta do too much, I bag a bitch off my demeanor
Fifty for a show but I need ten just to meet you
Ain't beefin' on no live, we gon' see you when we see you
This shit free, we takin' all smoke
Them niggas said they got my back, but I won't call, though
Seein' death and chasin' rackies got my mind gone
He think he safe, but we sent shooters to his time zone
Hop on a jet and fly away to turn my mind on
But that shit be off for sure
Fuckin' with my people, we gon' see how far you go
We tiptoe when we steppin', don't nobody ever know
It's gon' kill me not to see at least a mil before I go
I grew up around some niggas who take pride in bein' a gangster
But I just want a condo out the way to drop these bangers
Know I miss my sister since she left me, I been painless
Same niggas need my help, the same niggas left me hangin
I feel better when I'm workin', ain't no callin' off
I'm on the edge, but I got balance, ain't no fallin' off
I'm stayin' focused, I keep bullshit out my call log
Ain't buddy-buddy with new niggas, it's fuck all y'all
When I'm gettin' that money, only time I feel efficient
If they can't get you caught up in the net, they goin' fishin
The right amount of time will turn your partner to a witness
Keep your problems to yourself, cause it ain't everybody business
We be fresh as hell, but we came up out the dirt
We don't do the talkin', bullies end up on a shirt
I saw him take a headshot, he was dead before it hurt
If she hold a nigga down, she gon' get way more than a purse
Boy, that pain hit you different when you ride behind a hearse
Been a minute since you left, the grass covered up the dirt
And I know I ain't perfect, I'm a blessing and a curse
And I try to make shit better, but sometimes I make it worse
Remember when we started chasin' dreams, I'm on my own now
I reminisce about them days and I get zoned out
I don't want no smoke, I get the money and go home now
But if he run up in my shit, he gon' get rolled out
I done came a long way, where I'm from, I can't go back
And if he just a weed up in my garden, I get him whacked
They gon' act like they happy, but they hatin', that's just the facts
And if you jump this ship, just know you can't never come back
And niggas die for tellin' me what they gon' do to me
I got out the way, but all that hot shit, it ain't new to me
We gon' be rich forever, hold it down and just stay true to me
She know she lost a million dollar nigga if I leave her
Ain't gotta do too much, I bag a bitch off my demeanor
Fifty for a show but I need ten just to meet you
Ain't beefin' on no live, we gon' see you when we see you
This shit free, we takin' all smoke
Them niggas said they got my back, but I won't call, though
Seein' death and chasin' rackies got my mind gone
He think he safe, but we sent shooters to his time zone
Hop on a jet and fly away to turn my mind on
But that shit be off for sure
Fuckin' with my people, we gon' see how far you go
We tiptoe when we steppin', don't nobody ever know
It's gon' kill me not to see at least a mil before I go
I grew up around some niggas who take pride in bein' a gangster
But I just want a condo out the way to drop these bangers
Know I miss my sister since she left me, I been painless
Same niggas need my help, the same niggas left me hangin
I feel better when I'm workin', ain't no callin' off
I'm on the edge, but I got balance, ain't no fallin' off
I'm stayin' focused, I keep bullshit out my call log
Ain't buddy-buddy with new niggas, it's fuck all y'all
When I'm gettin' that money, only time I feel efficient
If they can't get you caught up in the net, they goin' fishin
The right amount of time will turn your partner to a witness
Keep your problems to yourself, cause it ain't everybody business
We be fresh as hell, but we came up out the dirt
We don't do the talkin', bullies end up on a shirt
I saw him take a headshot, he was dead before it hurt
If she hold a nigga down, she gon' get way more than a purse
Boy, that pain hit you different when you ride behind a hearse
Been a minute since you left, the grass covered up the dirt
And I know I ain't perfect, I'm a blessing and a curse
And I try to make shit better, but sometimes I make it worse
Remember when we started chasin' dreams, I'm on my own now
I reminisce about them days and I get zoned out
I don't want no smoke, I get the money and go home now
But if he run up in my shit, he gon' get rolled out
I done came a long way, where I'm from, I can't go back
And if he just a weed up in my garden, I get him whacked
They gon' act like they happy, but they hatin', that's just the facts
And if you jump this ship, just know you can't never come back
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Writer(s): Trushun Gordon
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