Ghetts - Used to Be lyrics

[Verse 1: Scorcher] Yeah, it used to be plenty of cooked food Nice smile and a good mood, now it ain't either When I'm like "give me a ma**age" she ain't too eager She tells me her hands hurt She used to help me with the bagging up when I was dealing with grams' work But now she ain't interested She tells me I've got Ps and have to invest it Like I ain't got a brain in my head But she ain't the same in the bed She ain't slacking but the underwear ain't matching And when I'm on top, she goes hard with the scratching And leaves teeth marks on my neck as a mark of respect But it was always like this She used to love this, I used to like this Now I'm more like "how the f** did I wife this?" This ain't how it used to be [Hook: Ghetts] Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, this ain't how it used to be Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, you just ain't how you used to be [Verse 2: Mercston] It used to seem so right When we spent time together Everything seemed alright We used to lay down and snuggle up closely at night But them things changed I feel saying it was your female friends Telling you that I still play games And that I wouldn't ever change They claim that I'm out for the Paper and fame, but it's bullsh**, I swear I think back to the times when you would wake Up in the morning, yawning Look deep in my eyes, telling me you're falling Deeper in love, and that the past wouldn't Ever have an effect on us So why does it feel like we're drifting Further apart? We ain't nothing like the start, look [Hook: Ghetts] Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, this ain't how it used to be Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, you just ain't how you used to be [Verse 3: Wretch 32] Revish to the present You was in need of my presence I was feeling the effort you put in Then for no relevant reason Jealousy steamed in your attitude, reaped out, bleaching Our atriums didn't attract but collapsed, in fact We fell out of love like "I hate you, jinx" We brought the chain of events But we get new links, yeah Breakfast in bed turned to muesli Muesli swung from usual to usually You soon come from half six to past three Now you don't wanna ask or tell me Everything, anything, I'm lusting Like one thing, something, pumpkin You're taking the biscuit, babe And you're making a big mistake [Hook: Ghetts] Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, this ain't how it used to be Let's get back to the way things were I'm fed up of the arguments From my get up, it's an argument Truthfully, you just ain't how you used to be