Lyrics He Probably Love You Like I Used To - Jet 2

He probably love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I

This ratchet shit is itchin' in my skin
Feelin' like puttin' you on blade
I'll never find my innocence again
F the F&N, I need grenades
BPS ain't really come to play
40 Crip ain't really come to play
VNG ain't really come to play
It's a danger zone to live L.A.
Being black is almost seen as sin
I'm convinced they tryna keep us in
Doin' ratchet shit to get the bag
Ratchet bitches want my DNA
Black on black is never on the news
Black lives matter, what the fuck we do
Back and brackin', crack 'em, pack 'em out
I ain't make the rules, ain't nothin' new

Like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I

Eye for an eye, niggas die for the block
I'm just tryna get top and divide all the profits
I ride 'til I'm popped, but I pop if you lackin'
That's just how we tax 'em on the avenue
Ain't shit funny, ain't shit Michael Blackson
We be wild'n out, hit the nig' with the cannon
Let these niggas know I'm a beast, I'm on
I'm tryna keep peace, but keep piece on the streets I'm on
If I have kids, I'ma teach 'em all
This shit is a rush, cuh to each his own
What up blood, all love know what I'm thinkin' though
If we only shoot the fade, what would police be on
We get raided for the way that we feed our homes
We just tryna grow rich, they like to see us low
That's what one O.G. told me
But when it comes to the streets
Got a lil' homie that probably love you like I used to

Yeah yeah
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I
He probably love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I

Rollin' south Crenshaw to Slauson
Make a left turn, straight 'til I hit Western
Hit the swapmeet, them cross streets with my heat
'Cause the gage too big to fit in my seats
Got a Range too big to hit the side streets
So I keep it on a main to my eastside thing
La Brea and Coliseum, sight seeing to Inglewood
Only fifteen minutes, you're driving through every single hood
Skirr down Rosecrans, both hands tucked
Driving with my knees, I'm rolling blunts
I only want money and respect
That's on every set, wish we could connect
Wish we would've let the past be the past
But for now I'm up, foot on the gas
Even if I did happen to forgive
There's always a youngin' that's lovin' you like I used to

Yeah yeah
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I
He probably love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
Love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I used to (Yeah, yeah)
He probably love you like I
Love you like I