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Letra : I Used To

Nine f**kin' lives
I stand cool now, you need to chill out and get myself right
This what I always do, I always try to come out, help the man, and do this, do that
In that time, when I'm in, I get hot
I ain't gon' jail, f**k that, that's dead
I wanna live
I wanna live, I wanna see life
All my twenties up in jail, fam
Imagine all my twenties, I was in jail
I used to waste time on opps
I use to rise up that .9 or Glock
I circle man's block and beat off shots
I'm aimin' on-point, yeah, broski got touched
He's like, "Sneakbo's a real G though, innit?"
Why you think that?
'Cause he's real, man
Lekaa Beats

I used to waste time on opps
I use to rise up that .9 or Glock
I circle man's block and beat off shots
I'm aimin' on-point, your broski got touched
I used to spend time in cunch
I'm in the trap house tryna flip that grub
I got my mask on tryna rob that plug
I tek weh man's cash and tek weh man's stuff