All I Know

DJ Swift on the track DJ Young Shawn, n*gga TBG Gorilla Gang Streets motherfuckin shorts, yea Yea on da gang, n*gga, TBG Gorilla Gang, n*gga Free the pain man, free BLVD Mel G-Code shit, n*gga Look Gave me some time to think about it, should I take it or not? Three hundred grand ain't enough, I need a mil' off the top I got some n*ggas that i need to get the fuck off the block I'm ina trenches jumpin' fences, steady duckin' the cops Lil n*gga talkin' down on me, must be smokin' on rocks How the fuck you want my head? i'm still floating in the drop When it's a drought I got that work, on that loud i'm smoking purpp You get off im shootin' first Go across and bite the dirt I let you n*ggas get ya shine on, and now that shit over Hundred rounds off the draco, i can't stop till it's over That lil bitch was talking shit so she made me pull over Kicked her out and made her walk and tol' that bitch that it's over You ain't no soldier you pussy I'll come lay in yo bushes Ain't no way you could take me i play for keeps you a rookie No offense to these rappers But ain't none of em real You wasn't doing what i was doing until you got you a deal Boy i'm still in the streets We in the back with them sticks I was chilling, they got comfortable, i'm back with the shits Hoes love me forreal I be thuggin' forreal N*ggas outchea tryna kill me got me clutching my steel Loaded full of dem pills, pop a perc and go crazy Kicked my ex bitch to the curb for playing me like i'm basic Think it's bout time i spend it back and go and take a vacation Shout out to my C.E.O, he just got off probation All I know is you better stop playing with a n*gga Make me flash out and drop them bands ona n*gga Pull up the middles hopping out the van with a n*gga Before i go to sleep at night im praying with my pistol All I know is you better stop playing with a n*gga Make me flash out and drop them bands ona n*gga Pull up the middles hopping out the van with a n*gga Before i go to sleep at night im praying with my pistol Father forgive me I been flashin' out My n*gga Ree get on dem boys and go to crashing out Like who dat is, what he said I want that n*gga dead Like 10 grand ain't enough put 50 on his head A bayou classic with them ratchets im like fuck a fight Run up on me the wrong way and you gon' lose ya life These n*ggas shootin' dey ain't tryna hit so i don't need a vest How you get off on a n*gga and punch em in his chest (hahahahaha) From jackin' shit to robbin' shit whatever just to make bands Jug went on a mission got em out at 8 grand Ain't with that alright shit with rappers ion make friends Keep a glock, I cock it and pop it and push yo face in Loaded in the rentals, full of tails we behind two N*ggas said he gon' kill when he see me bitch you got me bent Spent a band turned a n*gga yard into a shootout Parents dont eat shit the next day, and send the U-Haul All I know is you better stop playing with a n*gga Make me flash out and drop them bands ona n*gga Pull up the middles hoppin' out the van with a n*gga Before i go to sleep at night im praying with my pistol All I know is you better stop playing with a n*gga Make me flash out and drop them bands ona n*gga Pull up the middles hoppin' out the van with a n*gga Before i go to sleep at night im praying with my pistol Fuck how you feel lil n*gga this what it is Keep playing wit' that gang lil n*gga it'd getcha killed I'm really with the shits lil n*gga that's how i live Send my youngin' ona mission to let you know that it's real Fuck how you feel lil n*gga this what it is Keep playing wit' that gang lil n*gga it'd getcha killed I'm really with the shits lil n*gga that's how i live Send my youngin' ona mission to let you know that it's real, forreal