Used 2 Be/Me Lyrics – DC The Don
I can’t believe it, can’t believe it, woah
Can’t believe it, I can’t believe it, nah, woah
Nah, for real
Woah, woah, woah, yeah
Yeah, I just ran out of service, so, no, you can’t call on me
Still runnin’ laps ’round that boy, so he know he can’t ball on me
Yeah, all that pressure been weighin’ you down, and you throwin’ it all on me (Woah)
No point in sittin’ around and reminiscin’ how it used to be (Hey)
I don’t think about it, how it used to be
Like, ***, this Margiela my coat, I ain’t freezin’ no more, how I used to be (Woah, yeah)
Like ***, it’s lil’ Donny fasho, I make ten after ten and get back on the road (Woah)
It’s just me and *** in a Bentley Bentayga, roll up, then I’m swervin’, swervin’ (Woah)
In the fast lane, just keep mergin’, mergin’
Yeah like, don’t get my mo’***’ niggas to hop on yo’ ass, you be screamin’ out, “***”
I-I could pay off the bill, got a bag now, watch me switch up the verdict
That lil’ ***, pull up to the trap, and she nervous
Run that *** up, keep that mo’*** crackin’, lil’ *** (Lil’ ***, yeah)
I’m sorry [?] she got diamonds, ain’t addin’ that *** (Yeah)
Yeah, Givenchy my coat, and my shoes are Margiela
I really just throw that *** on, on a accident
Yeah, I put that lil’ ho’ in a five star, took that ho’ out the Radisson
And really them niggas got pay me, they be stealin’ my swag and my cadence
Fly in that ***, I’m like everybody, I don’t walk around, I’d rather drive a Mercedes
A-And I’m really still like, “*** everybody”, I don’t play around so there ain’t no point in persuadin’
Leave that *** hangin’ out, demonstrate it
We could spin through your block ’til it’s vacant (Woah)
(Go, go), and this *** lookin’ just how I illustrated
Look at all that *** that you innovated, lifestyle got me feelin’ like, “Woah”
We could run in your *** like we renovated
I ain’t trippin’ as long as my niggas made it, on the top and we feelin’ like, “Woah”
Like I said, it ain’t ***, how it used to be
So ain’t no point in reminiscin’ how it used to be (Yeah)
In a whole ‘nother fast car, this the same swag that it used to be
It’s just DC The Don and lil’ Donny, get used to me
Yeah, I just ran out of service, so, no, you can’t call on me
Still runnin’ laps ’round that boy, so he know he can’t ball on me
Yeah, all that pressure been weighin’ you down, and you throwin’ it all on me (Woah)
No point in sittin’ around and reminiscin’ how it used to be (Woah, woah, woah)
I don’t think about it, how it used to be
Like, ***, this Margiela my coat, I ain’t freezin’ no more, how I used to be (Woah, yeah)
Like ***, it’s lil’ Donny fasho, I make ten after ten and get back on the road (Woah)
It’s just me and *** in a Bentley Bentayga, roll up, then I’m swervin’, swervin’ (Yeah)