Meek Mill - Use To Be lyrics

(feat. Jordanne) [Hook: Jordanne] I use to be a use to I use to be a use to I use to be a use to I used to grind in the dirt I used to cry to 'til it hurt I will look up to the heavens When is my time gonna come I use to be a use to But I never got use to Being what I use to, be Said I use to be a use to But I never got use to Being what I use to be [Verse 1: Meek Mill] I was never use to n***as that was use to Being broke so I started selling coke Times got hard was selling soap Scheming just like the preacher in church he selling hope Now I'm getting older, heart getting colder Looking at my son while his head lay on my shoulder Thinking in my head will I make it to see him grow up Or will I catch a bullet from something these n***as throwing Trying to take me out, in the hood trying to make it out n***as plotting on me cops all staking out Trying to get a couple bricks so I can make a house Close friends hating on me really trying to play me out Damn, but n***as couldn't deal with me If they had blackjack my shooters would still hit them North side of Philly where it's real gritty And dirty at where everyday they murder at [Hook] [Verse 2] When I was young I started planning it out My daddy got k**ed I was the man of the house By the age of 16 man them hammers was out So when n***as trying to hit me I'm just handing them out Cause I ain't trying to see my mom crying, and my sis mourning So I'mma let this little Mac 11 rip on them Louis Vuitton sneaks watch the blood drip on them For all the times I bled the tears I shed Every time I made money it was here I said And if my n***as asked for it it was yeah I said Selling bu*ter just to get the fam bread I spread I got married to the streets and it was here I wed Cause I was never use to being what I use to Started off walking now the Rolls Royce a coup too I'mma let the top down every time I shoot through To give them motivation even though I know they hating [Hook] [Verse 3] The man with the gold makes the rules And one who makes the rules break the rules Some n***as make it alive, some make the news It's either family or money, I hate to choose Cause you need money just to feed the fam, the family keep you cool Got a n***a on the papers still I keep the tool n***as heard I'm getting money so they creeping though I keep my hand up on that hammer what's for me to do? Let these n***as k** me? Try to line me up so they can rail me? I'm just giving you the real me Started with a dollar now I got it and I'm filthy [Hook]