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house\n[01:30.44] Close friends hatin' on me really tryin' to play me out\n[01:32.90] Damn (damn, damn), but niggas couldn't deal with me\n[01:35.62] If they had blackjack my shooters was still hitting\n[01:38.32] North side of Philly where it's real gritty\n[01:40.77] And dirty at where everyday they murder at\n[01:42.75] (Murder at, murder at, murder at, murder at)\n[01:42.76] I used to be a used-to (used-to, used-to, used-to)\n[01:47.58] I used to be a used-to (I used to be a used-to)\n[01:52.44] I used to grind (grind, grind, grind) in the dirt\n[01:55.06] I used to cry 'til it hurt\n[01:57.40] (Oh-oh, no)\n[01:57.85] I would look up to the heavens\n[02:00.34] When is my time gonna come (time, time, time)\n[02:03.19] I used to be a used-to\n[02:05.71] But I never got use to\n[02:08.44] Bein' what I use to, be (yeah-yeah)\n[02:13.47] Said I used to be a used-to (hey)\n[02:15.88] But I never got use to\n[02:18.79] Bein' what I used to, (yeah) be (yeah)\n[02:23.35] When I was young I 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