Backboy Sav, DIONTRE MOORE - AINT WHAT IT USE TOB BE Lyrics

Knuckle heads don't got no hustle so dey up to no good
And wonder why the O.G's don't want put no work in the hood
I put in work for the hood but ine tryna get murked in the hood
Already got enough rest in peace shirts in the hood
When they killed Trav that made the whole hood separate
It was my nigga who did it so tell me who side I'm pose to take
I miss K black man it feels like it was yesterday
Dey tried to rob him but they shot him and jut fled away
Dey say Duke told on Left when Shhh shot Brandon
If I was down there that day that wouldn't have never happened
Just cause everybody eating don't mean there satisfied
Cause Duke shot Blukk and left my nigga paralyzed
And after that they killed Duke in front his granny house
Then after that Blukka caught a heart attack and died
Im skin lord god why? why they had to die
But real niggas don't cry so kisses to the sky

Things aint what it use to be...
In my community aint no such thing as unity
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper that's how it use to be
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper its either you or me

For Mean Man imma ride if it ever go down
Cause he been down since we been playin on the mary go round
My niggas in and out of prison like a mary go round
Like damn this how it pose to go down
Remember chillin in the cubby shooting dice for a dollar
Sellin nickel bags of weed and drinking gin out bottle
Me and Ratch would fuss and fight then be back chillin tomorrow
Know how i is on that drink boy I still love ya regardless
Remember when I shot ole boy back in '08
I try to kill him but my nigga Giz was in the way
The next day niggas was mad and felt some type of way
Thats fucked up cause that nigga wasn't even from round there

Things aint what it use to be...
In my community aint no such thing as unity
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper that's how it use to be
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper its either you or me

My homeboy fuckin my homeboy babymama
I should tell him but ine really wit all the drama
You know what comes with these bitches drama after drama
Im tryna get rich im stacking comma after comma
look I just wanna get rich so I can feed my fam
But these niggas act like they don't even understand

Things aint what it use to be...
In my community aint no such thing as unity
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper that's how it use to be
Things aint what it use to be...
Am I my brothers keeper its either you or me