Used To

[Hook]
I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)
I said I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)

[Verse 1]
I'm not a rapper, I'm a poet, bitch you better know it
If you think you're better, then you better fucking show it
I'm living for the moment, you're looking at the dopest
I'm killing all these bitches, there's no way you can protest
Let me introduce my way of rap to ya
Theres no other people here that rhyme, so I do it
First take a lyric, then bend it with the music
Thats how you get the OJ bar illusion
Sit down, I'll teach you, from college to pre-school
From raw bars to ground rules
From good guys to bad fools
Meaningful and lyrical, an unstoppable flow
I've always been at this, but I've been keeping it low
You're like "New rapper? Who's this? I really like his music"
"I really like his flow and the way that he change it"
They calling me the meanest, meanest fucking genius
I used to be a nerd, but now I'm fucking with the cool kids

[Hook]
I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)
I said I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)

[Verse 2]
It's like every word I say, I make it rhyme (Rhyme)
I'm a drug and my bars that gets you high (High)
I'm on the road and I'm coming for your throne
And I'm stepping up alone, bitch you're standing in my zone
So you better get away (Get away, get away)
Yeah, you better get away (Get away, get away)
Yeah, you better get away, I ain't playin' a fucking game
So you better get away (Get away, get away, get away)
'Cause I'm the fresh kid in class with his new sneakers
I'm the one the mumble rappers call the grim reaper
I'm the one on the field, you're a cheerleader
I'm a board leader, you're just a housekeeper
It's like everything I do, I'm just the best
I don't want to sound cocky, but I'm blessed
I'm on the road and I'm coming for your throne
And I'm stepping up alone, bitch you're standing in my zone

[Bridge]
So you better get away (Get away, get away)
Yeah, you better get away (Get away, get away)
Yeah, you better get away, I ain't playin' a fucking game
So you better get away (Get away)
*Heheh*

[Hook]
I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)
I said I used to have them bitches on my dick (Dick)
But now they always tell me I'm the shit (Shit)
They tell me that the way I rap is sick (Sick)
And that I'm gonna blow up pretty quick (Quick)