Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Know Better , by - TecRelease date: 14.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Know Better , by - TecKnow Better |
| Fold, yeah |
| So many niggas |
| So many niggas fold, sell they soul to the devil |
| And these hoes ain’t no better |
| Heart cold as the weather up in January |
| I’ma keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Swear to keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Told 'em sellin' they soul, they don’t know no better |
| Lil' niggas breakin' the code, they don’t know no better |
| They wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better |
| Under pressure, they gon' fold, they don’t know no better |
| They don’t know no better |
| I don’t blame you new niggas, I blame your OGs (I blame your old-head) |
| 'Cause a nigga should’ve told you like a nigga told me (This what he should’ve |
| said) |
| If you point a nigga out, then you the fuckin' police (You a motherfuckin' rat) |
| I don’t know what he talkin' 'bout and how the fuck he know me (Fuck he know |
| that?) |
| Matter fact, where the fuck my lawyer at? |
| 'Cause this case, I ain’t take no part in that |
| I don’t know nothin', I hope you recordin' that |
| Bring me to jail or back where we started at |
| 'Cause I ain’t sayin' shit, I swear |
| Day for day, I’ll sit in jail, on God |
| Watch for them new generation steppers, they’ll squeeze at you, then tell on you |
| They sendin' shots, at the same time, tellin' 12 on you |
| Like if I die, this who done it |
| And if he wasn’t the shooter, then he sent it with his money |
| Be honest, how you win with a double-edged sword? |
| Try to inhale it with your rod and end up behind bars |
| So you turned to the Bible, your only option the Lord |
| Now all your hoes leavin', they fuckin' your homeboys, cold-blooded |
| Seen so many niggas fold, sell they soul to the devil |
| And these hoes ain’t no better |
| Heart cold as the weather up in January |
| I’ma keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Swear to keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Told 'em sellin' they soul, they don’t know no better |
| Lil' niggas breakin' the code, they don’t know no better |
| They wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better |
| Under pressure, they gon' fold, they don’t know no better |
| They don’t know no better |
| Now you start to get used to this josing shit, you heard me? |
| You don’t want to, but you know |
| You gotta adapt to this shit so you could be comfortable, so you could survive, |
| you know what I’m sayin'? |
| And you start seein' like your |
| Your friends, they really ain’t your friends |
| People you thought’ll be there for you ain’t nowhere to be fuckin' found |
| So, you know, you turn to the Lord, only person you got to call on |
| You wishin' you could call your lil' shorty who you was keepin' it G with |
| But when you get locked up, she fall back (Prepaid collect call from) |
| Why you ain’t answerin' the phone? |
| Girl, what’s wrong? |
| Where you been? |
| She told me, «You been down long and lately I couldn’t comprehend» |
| I say, «You lost me, come again?» |
| She was like, «Look, I got a friend» |
| I was like, «What that’s 'posed to mean?» |
| She told me, «I guess, the end» |
| I’m like, «The end of what? |
| The end of us? |
| That’s how you comin'? |
| What the fuck? |
| Bitch, you ain’t shit, ho, you a slut |
| Should’ve known you wasn’t to trust» |
| She said, «Remember you was wildin', cheatin', and ain’t give a fuck? |
| Well, now I’m leavin', guess we even,» and right after, she hung up, damn |
| I never thought I’d hear her makin' them lil' statements |
| Threw my heart down and walked on it, had to get it out the pavement |
| She waited 'til I got locked up and then the bitch betrayed me |
| But I’m too strong of a nigga to ever let a bitch break me |
| But still, it was a first-degree aggravated burglary |
| She took my heart, no surgery, got me so lost, come search for me |
| Now she out there fuckin' a nigga who used to buy a Perc' from me |
| But I gotta shake back, could never let her know it hurted me |
| She said she moved on, I was down too long |
| Had to be out my right mind to think that she wouldn’t do wrong |
| I guess I was proved wrong, she don’t know no better |
| I was proved wrong, shawty don’t know no better |
| Seen so many niggas fold, sell they soul to the devil |
| And these hoes ain’t no better |
| Heart cold as the weather up in January |
| I’ma keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Swear to keep it G until I’m six feet in the cemetery |
| Told 'em sellin' they soul, they don’t know no better |
| Lil' niggas breakin' the code, they don’t know no better |
| They wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better |
| Under pressure, they gon' fold, they don’t know no better |
| They don’t know no better |
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