Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whatcha Know, artist - Chaz French. Album song Happy Belated, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.04.2015
Record label: 368
Song language: English
Whatcha Know |
| Yo, yoo |
| Yo, yoo |
| Yeah |
| And lately I’ve been drinking like its gone out of style |
| Everything that’s wrong for me is the only reason I smile |
| And they been saying, «Chaz, you goin' get it for a while.» |
| And it get to me more and more, each and every time |
| Got me thinkin' «Nigga, when I’mma see it?» |
| Sometimes I just don’t believe it |
| It got me questionin' Jesus |
| So maybe it ain’t my season |
| I pray for pussy and power |
| More patience, paper, and timing |
| Better relations with mama |
| Plus I be raising my daughter |
| I hope she don’t get my karma |
| They say that I got it comin' |
| Cause I’ve been livin' cold hearted |
| Tell 'em I love 'em don’t mean it |
| I make 'em feel like I need 'em |
| I often live in the moment |
| I’m just a… Gemini |
| Gettin' betta with the time |
| No dolla', just a dream |
| Living proof that everything ain’t what it seems |
| Cliche, considered typical |
| But when times are critical |
| Take this time to vent to you |
| Interview like it’s a job that I gotta do |
| Some of this shit don’t apply to you |
| I just pray mom and pop will see me prosper, I swear |
| Playin' a role of a father |
| She deserves a Oscar, I swear |
| And though he tried to pay his part |
| And he seemed so sincere |
| How the fuck you 'pposed to raise a man when you was sentenced some years? |
| But he taught me how to pour up |
| How not to get my diploma |
| How to diss on a woman and live off being dishonest |
| How to put on a condom and take care yo baby mamas |
| How to bottle yo problems |
| What a role model he was, awh |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Yeah, we done seen it all |
| And we done done the most, my nigga |
| And found the wrong way to go bout' it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it |
| Ha, yuh |
| Mobbin' with my niggas, gettin' stuck here in the system |
| Boy, I told 'em I’ll be rich when they came home |
| Nigga that’s a different type of livin' |
| Papa grew up in the prisons |
| Mama never let me know he called the phone |
| Man, now they really got me thinkin' |
| Maybe it’ll all be different |
| If they wasn’t servin' the sentence at all |
| Shit, I’ll probably never understand |
| And probably get the answers |
| I’mma be the problem and never get solved |
| But shit, fuck it we gotta get it |
| We tired of no pot to piss in |
| Say fuck it, let pop the pistol |
| We all outta' options, nigga |
| Say mama tellin' me, «That ain’t the way out.» |
| Say «Just be patient, baby boy. |
| It’ll play out.» |
| But honestly all that waitin' shit gettin' played out |
| So we stay faded, hopin' the feelin’ll fade out |
| Highs for the lows, don’t ever take it away now |
| I’m gettin' it on my own, I’m holdin' it all the way down |
| Stay down, like |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Young nigga, what you know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it, know 'bout it |
| Know 'bout it |