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What Ya Used To

Hit Boy

MMG Presents: Self Made, Vol. 3

bets
I would bet everything, I knew I'll always be a king
Shorty fell in love, it was just a fling
She be in the lab, show a nigga sing
Home girl hating

live on in my memory
The young strong hard-working boy
Is how I want you to remember me
I love you gramps

out chores 
Forgive me father 
For I no longer feel honored 
Forget your throne 
And you demand too much power 
Our love is long gone 
Yet, I haven't

by patches
Actually breathing, still keep with my demons
I keep in but can't hold in, lacking the technique
They tell me don't help me
In hell I'm

am is real, I know how I feel
I made the devil kneel, now let's make a deal
I'm taking your crown, and I'm the king now
I'm on my way down, and I'm

here is the guy that had your weight on him
Sorry that you had to wait for him
They heard my song across the waves, across the state borders
Now let me

to make an excuse for ya
Cause in all actuality who the fuck hasn’t?
It’s like c’mon dawg I can’t be your fucking parent
Reminding you to keep your ass

I'm your professor
Shits sticking on me like a knitted sweater
That's a grandma trick yeah they know it better
Walking miles while we chasing bags
We

from cig
 
Because the nictine patches aren't working like me with out a job,

 Yes i do have a nob but

You been rob their on on top inside your gob

to cuddle, yo I ain't got time for this
Martin Luther King ain't die for this, or did he
I'ma beat your ass, whether you like it or not
Leave you for dead

pushing still 
Don’t trust no one 
Street cold blood 
No one love you bro when things go wrong 
See even your own brother might just be the snitch 
Let me

catchin' me stuck in the middle (The middle)
Got after bread I need more than a nibble (I need more than a nibble)
My chain keep my neck feeling cold (Ice)

I'm talking bout the mula yes
Take trips out to Budapest
Ain't playing by your rules nigga screw the ref
They keep saying I am too direct, got no

day
I've been working for this, what else more can I say
These people, they love me, I'm the reason they pray
I hop in your lobby and go catch a body

of chips
I got the devil in my trunk bro I captured him

Aye my name buzzing but I am not Aldrin
Don't put your hands near me dawg I'm like a hot cauldron
In

up
Look at the pain in my eyes, can’t trust a hoe bitch I know you gon lie all the time
Poured out my heart all the time, you claiming you love me
You

you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game

Earth angel, earth angel
The one I adore
Love you forever and evermore
Wait, yeah, let me take you back to the future

Marty McFly, mama so fly, she

wanna be me see Niggas try cloning 
You're fake like your clothing 

I ain't tripping over nothing 
I just flip it keep it coming
People pushing on my

nothing left
You faults and your best laid to rest come on get with me y'all

It's not the presents it's your presence and the essence
It's not the presents

niggas
Thinking they raw
Leave you looking like DMX if you
Keep barking at the dogs check her call log
I bet you nigga I ain't call at all
To me it's 100

Don't jump in the pit if you ain't ready uh
I got my dick on your bitch and it's bursting like confetti uh
She said she love the way I keep it steady

I'm the best thats doing it by default

If its on my mind then Imma speak dog

Calling out your actions if they seemed flawed

You can't take it back

It's already been written,
In God's holy word, and I read
Yeah, yeah, I don't wanna let go
Yeah, look, the world got me too laid back
Twice free, how