silas - knew it lyrics
yeah (2x)
[verse 1]
motherf-ckers know that they raps no good
home boy, yeah they should
we was catching vibes heavy like a l-sso
always in the kitchen bobby flay, aye
tryna make a way, getting paid, everyday
saying
“why not us, why not now?”
livin’ in the business for a minute, you a cop out
young ric flair said “i keep a high profile, y’know i gotta go wild
when i’m boutta make it out the city?
never
this my town and i got it here forever
from the 3-0-1, son
where they gotta run for the funds, for some months
livin’ on my own had my clothes in the trunk
knew when to b-mp, never had to fuss cause i’m livin out the lux
now these motherf-ckers know why
people gon’ say that we livin’ to die
[chorus]
if you don’t know what i’m doin,’ i’m makin’ that sh-t till we stupid
and i don’t want to hear bout ya -ss, cuz motherf-cker ya -ss is a nuisance
if you don’t know
yeah, if you don’t know
if you don’t know
if you don’t (4x)
if you don’t know what i’m doin’ i’m makin’ that sh-t till we gone and motherf-ckers is stupid
and i don’t want to hear bout ya -ss cuz ya -ss is a nuisance
you neva the hype
you neva the hype
and f-cker we knew it
you neva the hype
you neva the hype
and f-cker we knew it
if you don’t know what i’m doin’ i’m makin’ that sh-t till we gone and mother f-ckers is stupid
and i don’t want to hear bout ya -ss cuz ya -ss is a nuisance
you neva the hype
you neva the hype
and f-cker we knew it
you neva the hype
you neva the hype
and f-cker we knew it
[verse 2]
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
motherf-cker gotta gas up the squad
we was makin’ h-lla hits for the ride
neva gonna say we was livin out a lie
when they ain’t believe in me
now the season sing
every time i step up on the mic i need to be
the greatest ever, sorry fella, label wanna sell us
back in the day they used to bust up on berettas
said this sh-t is so vintage
all up in yo hit list
screamin out the bentley
“f-ck you little b-tches!”
tryna make a way with the music
all they wanna do is defuse us
why they gotta go and abuse it
power tripping for these motherf-ckers gotta lose it
got this money like diddy
bad-boy when i’m flippin’
probably in the club, 9 shots like i’m 50
[chorus]
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