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thingz - 8ball & mjg lyrics

[intro: 8ball & tiny]
yeah
oh
oh ooh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: 8ball]
sp*ce age living is in front of me now
i smoke and these thoughts just come to me now
i remember when my chain didn’t stretch so long
when them orange mound streets wouldn’t let me go
all night running with thieves and selling cheese
them boys that hold heat with backstreet degrees
school, it used to be cool to skip it everyday
bumping mixtapes, riding, smoking hay
getting into sh*t when we should’ve let it pass
where i come from them youngsters had to grow up fast
now, you better go to school and learn it all
learn to count your money before you learn how to ball
dumb tricks lose everything that come quick
miss out on everything, waiting on that big l!ck
now, you represent who you run with
and i hate my dead can’t see this

[chorus: tiny & jazze pha]
things we used to do
we can’t do no more (we can’t do no more)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (we can’t even go no more)
things we used to do, yeah
we can’t do no more (no)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (oh, oh*oh)
[verse 2: mjg]
where the house parties at? remember?
we used to find them and if it’s jam*packed, so what?
stand in the line ’cause our legs was hurting, prolly from walking the 60 minutes
we talking a shorter distance, we stalking what’s in existence
when we get there, it was just us against who hating
and when it was all over, it was us who never waited
look, i tried the nine*to*five life once or twice
day and night i worked the shift to get my grip and keep it tight
it taught me one way or another, your life is the way that you make it
pick a direction and take it, but don’t fake it
and it’s amazing how time can quickly go
when you’re thinking about the things you did way back before like

[verse 3: 8ball]
fistfights, street lights
a party at my momma house, all night
the fairgrounds swimming pool, every summer
orange mound park with my grandmomma
them old school cadillacs and chevrolets
now we ride big benzes with ak’s
and if i ain’t got a rubber to hit that then lil mama i can’t hit that
and if you ain’t got a rubber to hit that then playboy don’t you hit that

[pre*chorus: tiny & jazze pha, tiny]
’cause the things we used to do
we can’t do no more
things we used to do
[chorus: tiny & jazze pha]
things we used to do
we can’t do no more (i said, we can’t do no more)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (i said, we can’t even go no more)
things we used to do, yeah
we can’t do no more (we can’t do no more)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (we can’t even go)

[verse 4: mjg]
the memories of my history get to me constantly
irking me, haunting me, jerking me, telling me “mjg, put the past ahead of me”
selling and stealing, pimping countless numbers of women
streets, i was in them, it’s deadly as venom, more [?]
vehicle keeping me from reaching the point of maturity
knew it would be hard from the start but was harder than true of me
used to be rambling, gambling with drug handling
managing, bandaging situations that need vanishing
hanging in places the youngings are faces to cases
we straighten them, we made it to where our sisters sons are stopped to skipping
to robbing, to rookie decisions, what’s causing collisions
and blocking our vision to start reposition, we splitting the wigs of the forces
course it was pimping beginning to ending
we started, we finished, we never pretended
the places of things, things and places we’ve been and things we’ve done
now sing the song, sing the song, sing the song
[chorus: tiny & jazze pha]
things we used to do
we can’t do no more (said, we can’t, we can’t do no more)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (we can’t even go)
things we used to do, yeah
we can’t do no more (we can’t even go no)
places we used to go
we can’t even go (i said, we can’t, we can’t even go)
things we used to do
we can’t do no more
places we used to go
we can’t even go (i wanna know why we can’t go no more)
things we used to do, yeah
we can’t do no more (we can’t, we can’t)
places we used to go
we can’t even go
oh, oh*oh

- 8ball mjg lyrics

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