Lyrics Act Like You Know - Joey Fatts

Act Like You Know

I built this shit up from the dirt
Tryna milk the game for what it’s worth
'Member grinding when my stomach hurt
But I ain’t cry about it cause it could be worse
Forty in my baby momma purse
She gon bust if I can’t grab it first
Widebody tryna grab your curb
Gettin' head while a nigga swerve
You ain’t hood, boy you from the burbs
You ain’t trapping, you just good with words
Rapping ass nigga, acting ass nigga
Can’t believe you niggas got the nerve
I do this shit for the streets
And my G homies on lockdown
Lil Fatts come straight out the East
Look a lil bro, man he hot now
Used to have work in the Honda
But now I pull up on my niggas in drops now
Glock out like Hotel Rwanda
These niggas want problems, we walking with mops now
VVS' in my watch now
Young nigga worth a lot now
And my daughter come from guap now
child
I ain’t for none of the games, so miss me with all of that bullshit
I just stay in my lane, tryna dodge til you book me
Hit up your block with that flame, smoke anybody looking
I can careless about fame
Still in the kitchen cooking dope, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
These streets is cold, nigga
So I’m a cold nigga
Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga
On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
These streets is cold, nigga
So I’m a cold nigga
Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga
On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
30i6 hit your ass from a scope
Always been a real nigga
Can’t tell you how it feel to be a hoe (nah)
And getting money now, but still the same nigga from before (yeah)
Didn’t know me, now these bitches out here acting like they know
Came from sleeping on floors
Now a young nigga packin' out shows (packin' out shows)
Through the pressure, boy I’m 10 toes
I’ma stay down, nigga can’t fold (no I can’t fold)
Really in the streets my nigga
Since Wallabee’s and Kango’s (since Kango’s)
Stay with my heat, I can’t go
I stay with my heat, I can’t go (no I can’t go)
Last year I caught a case
They tried to send me up the road (up the road)
Poppin' bottles of the Ace to celebrate a nigga home
Stackin' money out the way
If ain’t money leave me 'lone
Sellin' dope out a zone
I made a million off a phone
Classy new year
New Benz Coupe got a new gear
My bitch got a new ass and some new hair
But ain’t shit changed, nothin' new here
Say you don’t like a nigga, boy who cares
I’m gettin' bread by the loaf
Your bitch gon give me some throat
If you don’t know then act like you know
Act like you know, nigga
These streets is cold, nigga
So I’m a cold nigga
Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga
On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
Act like you know, nigga
These streets is cold, nigga
So I’m a cold nigga
Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga
On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga
Act like you know, nigga