Testo Use To Be - Kirko Bangz
Testo della canzone Use To Be (Kirko Bangz), tratta dall'album Procrastination Kills 4
Man, fuck these niggas
Make me wish that I ain't try to fuck with these niggas
And you ain't gotta fuck with me, nigga
Don't be mad 'cause these fans fell in love with me, nigga
Still the same nigga that's switchin' the same position
Wreckin' every song harder, ain't the same collision
Had dreams of a daughter, had to change my vision
When my auntie got killed, man, this pain a killer
I call her after every show, had to let her know
How a boy feel, why she had to go
In the manner that she went
And what I'm supposed to do with all this time that we ain't spent?
I had plans, I was gon' throw a party for her
Now that party turned into a funeral
I seen a lot of pain get hit, my music, then you should know
I'm too real for rap niggas and these industry hoes
I kinda feel for these niggas so in love with the dough
Playin' hard, but when the camera off, a straight-up ho
I probably seem like a nigga that be all 'bout hoes
I love pussy, but shit, that ain't all I know
My mind all caged up, used to be outdoors
Straight hoopin' with my niggas, now I'm buyin' some clothes
To deal with the pain, insane where I might go
I insure my fam, we good, so I Geico
By myself, sheddin' tears, hurt 'cause I can't show
How a nigga really feel 'cause I got two shows
This bitch talkin' 'bout I'm cocky, man, but she don't know
And this Hennessy makin' me wanna kill this ho
'Cause she smiled at a nigga and my teeth ain't show
She on Twitter talkin' down, my emotions blow
Huh, say my emotions blow
Damn, shit
And now I'm screamin' at my phone like
"Bitch, do you know how it feel
For it to take a nigga twenty-two years to make amends
With your pops and folks that look like him
And have an auntie like your mama, she was your best friend
She helped you get your first car, helped you furnish your crib
Get your girlfriend a job, helped y'all through shit
Dressed your sister up for prom, helped you manage your chips
And you turn around and lose her in the same damn year?"
The whole time, you thinkin', "Damn, what if I was there?
I probably coulda told her husband that it wasn't fair"
And to think about their little girls
Before he pulled the trigger on her, then he killed himself
And deep inside, I'm kinda feelin' like it's my fault
If she wasn't helpin' me, she coulda been at home more
Doin' things that married people 'posed to do
It's killin' me 'cause I just got so damn close to you
And everybody callin', tellin' me to stay strong
And it's the reason why I always wanna be alone
You get to love a person, then you turn around, they gone
I guess she goin' home, yeah
You really had me goin', I thought I was talkin' to somebody
I guess she goin' home
Yeah, we was doin' it yesterday
Give me a call when you get my message
I guess she goin' home
I used to be a used-to (Used-to, used-to, used-to)
I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)
I used to grind in the dirt (Grind in the dirt)
I used to cry 'til it hurt (Oh-oh-oh)
I will look up to the heavens
When is my time gonna come?
I used to be a used-to
But I never got used to
Bein' what I used to
Be, yeah, yeah
Said I used to be a used-to (Hey)
But I never got used to
Bein' what I used to (Yeah), be
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Writer(s): Robert Williams, Guordan Banks, Dave Gains
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