Used To Lyrics - If You're Reading This It's Too Late - Drake

Yeah, sound sound sound 

Real 6 side shit 

Sickos, ah man 

Yeah, when you get to where I'm at 

You gotta remind 'em where the fuck you at 

Every time they talkin' it's behind your back 

Gotta learn to line 'em up and then attack 

They gon' say your name on them airwaves 

They gon' hit you up right after like it's only rap 

Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin' treasure map 

And ain't told no one where the fuck it's at 

Shout out to the G's from the ends 

We don't love no girls from the ends 

I'm gon hit 'em with the wham once again 

I'mma always end up as a man in the end, dog 

It's just apparent every year 

Only see the truth when I'm staring in the mirror 

Lookin' at myself like, there it is there 

Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo 

I ain't tryna chance it 

I be with the bands like a nigga went to Jackson State 

Or Grambling 

Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin' 

Watch the way I handle it, uh 

Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit 

She know I'm the man with it, uh 

With the bands like I must've went to Clark, went to Hampton 

I ain't playin' with it 

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I ain't felt the pressure in a little while 

It's gonna take some getting used to 

Floatin' all through the city with the windows down 

Puttin' on like I used to 

They never told me when you get the crown 

It's gon' take some getting used to 

New friends all in their old feelings now 

They don't love you like they used to man 

Way more gully gully than buddy buddy 

Never needed your acceptance, never needed nothin' 

You don't understand, I'm the only one to hear from 

You don't understand that it's me or nothin' 

Yea, I'm fuckin' glowin' up 

Shaq postin' up on niggas that I used to have posters of 

Real quick man, you couldn't have hated that 

Let's be real nigga, you couldn't have made it that 

Woah, dance our dance, watch me dance 

You're fuckin' with the best man, I'm too advanced 

After this drop I got new demands 

Can't meet the terms, keep it movin' then 

Make sure the plane got a phone now 

So when we bout to land I can call to tell the wolves I'm home now 

I'll tell 'em link up at the valley at the Hazy 

Think I had the shit that had the city going crazy 

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When you get to where the fuck I'm at 

You gotta remind 'em about where you been 

About all of the money that done came and went 

About the two cents I ain't never spent 

When they say you're too famous to pack a gat 

I gotta remind 'em about where I'm from 

Not about where I'm going, about where I've gone 

Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stepping stone 

Goin' at a nigga throat like a herringbone 

Boy do I smell beef? Mmmm pheromones 

Got a fuckin' halo over my devil horns 

Trap pumpin' all night like Chevron 

Suck a nigga dick for a iPhone 6 

Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry 

You can get buried for a ounce of Katy Perry 

I was only five but still remember the drought in '87 

Lord tell 'em bitches I ain't got no times to play games with 'em 

I ain't got no time 

Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence 

I'm fuckin' her mind 

I got, mind control over Deebo 

Parmesan my panino 

Promethazine over Pinot 

And when my bloods start shootin' that's B-roll bitch 

Let's just let bygones be bygones, okay? 

Let's just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones 

I pull up lookin' like a damn cyborg, weighin' 224 

Oh man, these boys don't even understand 

Listen when you see OVO Jodi pull up on the scene with Drake 

For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes 

You see this mixtape you listenin' to? This an album 

Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99 

Or 29.99 with the shirt, buy it at the Target 

These motherfuckers trippin' so hard I had to look down and double check cause I thought they had their shoes tied together 

Motherfuckers got they shoes tied together 

What more could you ask for? 

Boys harassing me with these questions 

How about this? 

How about don't ask me no more motherfucking questions 

We ain't doing no interview