Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song same as I used to be, artist - Toosii.
Date of issue: 29.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
same as I used to be |
Oh, nah-nah-nah |
Real niggas don’t do pullouts, man |
Ayy, uh |
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter |
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way |
I’m tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere |
Lost, I got God, I know he’ll be here |
Ain’t the same as I used to be |
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me |
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me |
You had an option, you weren’t choosing me |
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain’t fooling me |
(New interior, change the leather, would’ve thought that you would do me better) |
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me |
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, |
for sure) |
Still tryna cop Mulsanne |
They say you too insane |
I take the coupe, blow out the brains |
We are not the same, skrrt, switch lane |
All my bitches flawless diamonds, pussy good, bad attitude, don’t mind |
Switch the clock on a watch, call it perfect timing |
Talk to God, I be lost, I be unwinding |
And I put it down when she want it |
I done put her on top but she still climbing |
See the ice in my mouth, she in love with diamonds |
And my heart too cold, gotta change |
I done put her on the climb, she still grinding |
Know I come from the hood, I’m still sliding |
I done did it too bad, she still ride it |
Tryna find somebody better and I still can’t find it |
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter |
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way |
I’m tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere |
Lost, I got God, I know he’ll be here |
Ain’t the same as I used to be |
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me |
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me |
You had an option, you weren’t choosing me |
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain’t fooling me |
(New interior, change the leather, would’ve thought that you would do me better) |
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me |
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, |
for sure) |
Catapult off the top shelf, know I got wealth, I’m a rich nigga |
She know I know a shooter, probably know a shooter, probably know a shooter |
brought a stick with him |
And a gang member brought a blick with him |
Young nigga brought a bitch with him |
I’m the shooter the shooter probably know from the young nigga, yeah, |
we brought blicks with us |
I got gang ties, I’m a hood romantic |
Street nigga, I make the bitch panic |
Real problems, put it all on the canvas |
Try to hide but I know I’m doing damage |
Tryna find her, Polo, Marco |
She know I’m dope like a Narco |
Fell in love for the racks in Wells Fargo |
Know I like when she holding me just like groceries |
Still got the keys to the old way, but life smooth like butter |
Still got the keys to the old way, but I use my other way |
I’m tryna test drive the Lambo', end up in the hills somewhere |
Lost, I got God, I know he’ll be here |
Ain’t the same as I used to be |
Got a few cars in the garage, I got rich, gotta get used to me |
I got tired of people using me, be loyal or you losing me |
You had an option, you weren’t choosing me |
And they say it take time to get to where you want, but they ain’t fooling me |
(New interior, change the leather, would’ve thought that you would do me better) |
And they say it take time but I believe not when you as cool as me |
(New interior, change the leather, I still believe you could do me better, |
for sure) |