What Ya Used To

Lyrics

[Chorus: Rockie Fresh] A youngin got the car with the crib Really get it how I live like this ain't what you used to Somebody finna open up the door Got the Louis on the floor like this ain't what you used to And shorty says she wanna take a trip Got a pool, take a dip like this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to [Verse 1: Rockie Fresh] Rockie ball without those gems Magic gets made when the lights get dim And shorty ass fat but her waist real slim Might get a Evo or a X5M Roll with the winners where the winters ain't cold We chasing all the heat while we traveling the globe Waking up to breakfast, got the Gucci on the robe And the diamonds in the bezel like they cutting on the strobe What you wanna do? You and your crew, you coming through Come spend the night, you living right, might change your life Money ain't a thing, I could clearly pay the price And nah, real legends do the same thing twice Got a DC bitch that loves to use the word "sice" And every time I hit it then she wearing nigga ice She said that we bad but I ain't taking her advice I'ma keep rolling up and I'ma keep pouring up, yeah [Chorus: Rockie Fresh] A youngin got the car with the crib Really get it how I live like this ain't what you used to Somebody finna open up the door Got the Louis on the floor like this ain't what you used to And shorty says she wanna take a trip Got a pool, take a dip like this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to [Verse 2: Rockie Fresh] If I tell you that I got it then don't even doubt it Could talk about a come up cause the youngin been about it Could tell you 'bout the hustle cause I always been right at it Into every situation, tryna get some Ms up out it At 17, my bitch was 35, I had a 'Vette It's how I'm living and that boy ain't even made it yet They ask me how much would I put up on the placing bets I would bet everything, I knew I'll always be a king Shorty fell in love, it was just a fling She be in the lab, she don't even sing Home girl hating on her, she might intervene Back of my mind, I'm just hoping that they do the team Young niggas winning on this side Showing love but we don't ever dick ride [Chorus: Rockie Fresh] A youngin got the car with the crib Really get it how I live like this ain't what you used to Somebody finna open up the door Got the Louis on the floor like this ain't what you used to And shorty says she wanna take a trip Got a pool, take a dip like this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to [Verse 3: Hit-Boy] I say these hating ass niggas can't ruffle my feathers Or touch on my leathers Success is my mental, looking at all my endeavors She poppin' it steady, I swear that I'm ready To lock it down, give her life like she Martin and Eddy They yelling young and the realest cause I shout cold games Tsunami all on these bitches, you niggas just make it rain I'm taking trips to Japan, everything's stitched by the hand My whole team on fire, nigga, NBA jam Screaming, "HS87, HS87!" Me and my youngins 'bout that fetti, all about that fetti Guap, lean or cheddar out the deli, get in line, we the shit, boy Come and lead a life with young Rockie and Hit-Boy, bitch [Chorus: Rockie Fresh] A youngin got the car with the crib Really get it how I live like this ain't what you used to Somebody finna open up the door Got the Louis on the floor like this ain't what you used to And shorty says she wanna take a trip Got a pool, take a dip like this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to A youngin got the car with the crib Really get it how I live like this ain't what you used to Somebody finna open up the door Got the Louis on the floor like this ain't what you used to And shorty says she wanna take a trip Got a pool, take a dip like this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to Nah, this ain't what you used to