Lyrics I Thought You Knew - Emilio Rojas

I Thought You Knew

I don’t gotta tell nobody shit, where I’m going, where I been
Who I’m with, what I did, I ain’t answering for shit
I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew
I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew
I don’t gotta tell nobody shit, where I’m going, where I been
Who I’m with, what I did, I ain’t answering for shit
I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew
I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew
Won’t be broke cause I’mma be paid, I ain’t fucking with a pre-paid
I’m in a nice whip that make necks break when we driving on the freeway
I got bank rolls in them eves sake, leather belts in that briefcase
Celebrating out each day like I just hit a sweepstakes
Keep the faith but I’m playing God, I don’t get down with a lame facade
And I’mma take the Roc from out the bottom and may I never stop
Till the day that I make it hot, when I’m in the mood, I drop Dowing art
Shoot it in twos like it was Noah’s ark and fuck people who don’t got no regard
Of what a Spic can do besides mow a lawn, yeah, I show 'em all
I don’t give a damn about knowing y’all and I don’t know
If y’all would get so involved if you gotta pay what you owe us y’all
I wait for cheddar even if it take forever
Getting paid is like my ex’s period, it’s better late than never
I’m from a city where people are crazy so they gon' aim Barettas
And nothing gon' change, every day they gon' wake with the same vendettas
I’m after making the type of paper that you gotta weigh to measure
I keep the scale in my safe whenever
And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to
And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to
And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to
And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to, why?
I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew
I be out all night with a bad bitch by me
No Gucci Gucci, no Lil B, no bullshit satisfy me
We in the streets, we got war drums just like Aqupabi, get to town
Ain’t know where I stay because your girlfriend in my lobby
Give a pound, met her in the lounge, all the women in
They be gathering around, get 'em out, stack it in the counts
Doing good shows and I pack it in and bounce
Hold up though, wait a minute, just saw Kreayshawn’s naked pictures
Could have been her baby pictures, I was looking at 'em
I’m like little titses, huh?
I’m getting mines, sitting on
I’m at the finish line, if you 29 and still pitching dimes
Think it’s time for you to get a job, I be in the OTB
Blowing all that DOE, I be like ODB with that EBT
Went around town with your PYT in the land of opportunity
Yeah, I’m riding dirty and the crew with me
Money talk, I got foreign paper and the shit it say be confusing me
I’m doing it, I ain’t moving, I’m maneuvering
And you save it for me, got two of them but I thought you knew that shit