Yeah
It really doesnt make sense, we just met, you testing my heart
But you could be the one to heal or tear it apart
I dont know who you are, honestly I see you setting the bar
Smart girl and me a wannabe star
And Ive been questioning love and if Ill ever connect
Wait for your text to never come, its onto the next
What should I expect? You deserve a ring and a cheque
Im a broke ******* rapper who complains bout his ex
And with that ass and with that rack girl you know that they want it
You really never had to work, cause its easy to flaunt it
You got a finger in the middle and Im wrapped up on it
Youre wanting more than blacking out and waking up your vomit
And if I... if I had the chance to show you
Show you how it feels with someone who wants to get to know you
Show you how it feels when you forget about the old you
Show you that youre worth it, something no ones ever told ... you
Girl youre worth that ****
You and your girls are in the club yelling, “Twerk that ****.”
Youre in the back seat yelling, “Pass the purp back quick.”
See you would never choose me over your purse bag, ****
So every night is the same
A little black dress and makeup just to cover the pain
A girl in a world of people never using their brain
Every night youre asking why you went and did it again
And again, nothing to gain in a room full of empty
Fake love, some drugs and a bottle thats empty
Thats around the time that you metme
A body to tempt me, I probably shouldnt touch, but you let me
Youll probably forget me, cause to you Im just one more pawn
What is love when the time is wrong?
You wanna do it, left the hall lights on
In your palm was a young icon, now youre gone, but
I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you
I could get used to you, used to you, used to you, yeah
We could waste all our time
Anything to keep you off my mind
If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you
I know youre feeling like no one will ever relate
You had a best friend, your best friend turned fake
Youre used to having nothing more to spend in your bank
No gas in the tank, you think about your ex when you drink
See we know I dont know your story, so Im never to judge
I know that you got feelings you swept under the rug
Your dad loved to drink, you think it runs in your blood
Your mom and dad couldnt make it, so you gave up on love
Never seen what it was, never had nobody to ask
So you gave it to any guy who wasnt chasing that ass
The facts are the facts, Ive been never wanting to look back
But everything I see in you is everything that I lack
I lack knowing what you mean when you say, “Living it up.”
I lack knowing if there ever could have ever been us
I lack dealing with my pain, Im using you as a crutch
Like why the **** Id write a song about a one night crush
A temporary connection, perfect is only perception
Could be a curse or a blessing, I guess Im learning my lesson
I guess Im trying to find some love inside a one night session
Numb the pain with affection, but see youre turning me on
You left the hall lights on
In your palm was a young icon, now youre gone, but
I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you
I could get used to you, used to you, used to you, yeah
We could waste all our time
Anything to keep you off my mind
If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you
You see I seem to always do this, I focus on you
A pretty girl that I met out around a quarter to two
I got this hole in my chest, I try to fill it with you
Im spilling the truth, I just wanna forget for a few
And if you really listen, this is more than a lyric
Im hoping you hear it, I open my spirit and let you in
Im battling sin, wonder if I ever will win
To you Im just another guy referring to me as him and him
Him and him like were one in the same
But I promise youre not one of you is sharing my brain
And I know if you could feel a thing, youre feeling my pain
Almost rapping for four minutes, what the **** am I saying?
This whole song is a bluff
Paint a picture of a girl from a bar like a slut
Like she drank too much, like she let me touch
But you dont hear me talk about me, man, that ****s too tough
Were at the same bar, the same club
Looking for some fake love
Focused on attention, attention is just a fake drug
I focus on a girl so I dont focus on my pay stub
I focus on the fact that my sister almost didnt wake up
We make up a generation and chasing nothing is vapor
Her picture up on your phone, youre like: “Homie how would you rate her?”
Her data is what you favor, deciding if you would date her
Im sick of being a waiter while destined for something greater - thats real!
I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you
I could get used to you, used to you, used to you, yeah
We could waste all our time
Anything to keep you off my mind
If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you
I could get used to you, I could probably get used to you
I could get used to you, used to you, used to you, yeah
We could waste all our time
Anything to keep you off my mind
If I lose myself tonight, myself tonight with you
Used To You