I Got Use To This – Babyface Ray

Yeah, Will, you gettin’ nasty with them bitches
Ooh, yeah

I got used to this (I got used to this)
Been doing it for some years, I ain’t new to this (No, I ain’t new to this)
All my bitches bad, they love me, don’t know who to pick (Don’t know who to choose)
Niggas mad that I’m winning, they know who they is (They know who they is)

I had to cut some niggas off, they wasn’t livin’ right (They wasn’t livin’ right)
I had to cover a couple bitches, you can’t spend the night (Uh, uh-uh)
Knowing damn well my bitch find out then it’s a fight (It’s over)
I’ma buy a whole gallon just don’t drink my Sprite (Don’t drink my lean)
I can buy a whole bag and go roll my own (Roll my own)
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout the law, no I can hold my own (Solid)
Niggas talkin’ real crazy on my telephone (Fuck up)
Nigga ain’t gon’ stand for nothing, he be tellin’ hoes (Facts), mm
I done lost money (Money)
Lost dope
Still ain’t lost hope (Nah)
Real life bitches, how life of a boss go (Boss)
Niggas pose for pictures, but look crazy in that chalk though
Bitches suck you dry, and when it’s over they gon’ call you broke

I got used to this (I got used to this)
Been doing it for some years, I ain’t new to this (No, I ain’t new to this)
All my bitches bad, they love me, don’t know who to pick (Don’t know who to pick)
Niggas mad that I’m winning, they know who they is (They know who they is), yeah, ayy

Fuck the other side, free the guys
Read between the lines
Fuck what they be doin’ on the ‘Gram, just stay on yo’ grind
So much work in here, I hear a car, I get in them blinds (Blinds)
Niggas think it’s sweet then come and try it (Right)
Gotta keep a heat stick right beside me (On me)
Twenty, all dubs, man it’s hard to hide it (Ha)
Got it in the center console while a nigga ridin’ (When I’m ridin’)
If the ticket low enough, nigga I’ma buy it (I want it)
I done served the game, from the best of them (Best of ’em)
Shit, we done probably served all the rest up (All the rest)
Nigga, I get it in for real, my confession (My)
You ever seen a whole brick of dope, my complexion?
Big boy business, shut the fuck up, don’t get in it
Lil’ cause with me, nut the fuck up, he a gremlin
I just call ’em Curry when he pull up, clip extended
I’m immune to it ’cause I grew up, in the trenches (Yeah)
If she sleep in the trap then that bitch official (Oh that’s my baby)
If I ride with the scale then it ain’t no issue (Yeah)
Nigga, you can weigh it up and serve yourself
I’ll need a ride to the ‘Hound before I need some help (I’ll go back)

I got used to this (I got used to this)
Been doing it for some years, I ain’t new to this (I ain’t new to this)
All my bitches bad, they love me, don’t know who to pick (Don’t know who to pick)
Niggas mad that I’m winning, they know who they is (They know who they is), yeah, ayy
Niggas mad that I’m winning, they know who they is (They know who they is)

Got another one, Will