Lyrics You Know - Yhung T.O.

You Know

Jem made it know what I’m sayin'?
Man, we be, the highest, flyest, no denying, most satisfying, you know?
She say she dig it, she wanna get wit' it, you know how she feeling, you know?
Yeah, uh. Let’s get into this funky shit
I been hoping for the best, preparing for the worst
Keep my hands up in her purse, running bands up for the first
Another day, another dollar
Yesterday another body
If it’s suckas in that bitch then we shooting up the party
Got diamonds on my neck, tattoos all on my body
Niggas talking like they crazy, 'til they soul up out they body
Real estate up on my line, I’m tryna make another way
Thinking new ways to get paid if I live another day
Let me hit another joint and put some game down for you lames
I put gang up on the chain, and it’s Karl not Johnny Dang
I know niggas who be acting like they hard body change
With all them names up in them statements all them statements in them names
Niggas knowing how I rock
Be the one who got him dropped
In a penthouse in LA and I just call and get a shot
Bought a forty wit' a mop
'Cause it get lonely at the top
It’s your time with that Rolly 'til we rob you for that watch
It’s a cold game baby, don’t you know that? I hope that
I take away this pain, getting high slapping throwbacks
Know that, niggas ain’t real when they show that
Keep distance, I had to let you know that
Friends become enemies, enemies won’t be friends
'Cause nigga we don’t clique up when you thuggin' in that land
I’m just speaking to the real 'cause I don' been where you don' been
And it’s only two places, It was death and to the pen
And I really can’t explain this pain I still ain’t overcame
I got everything I wanted so I really can’t complain
And I really can’t explain this pain I still ain’t overcame
I got everything I wanted so I really can’t complain
Baby I been thuggin', searching for your lovin'
Baby I been thuggin', searching for your lovin'
Baby Girl it’s sad to say, real niggas dying every day
Keep a Glock up on my waist 'cause it get grimey in the Bay
Some shit ain’t never to be said but there’s some shit I gotta say
Had to separate from fake and cut the grass to see the snakes
This some real shit I had to give it to you funky
Never rocking by my lonely, nigga try to run up on me lil' homey
Let me introduce you to this .40
This bitch gon' save your life and you can take one if you want it
For real
Jem made it know what I’m sayin'?
I know niggas gonna try and make this shit sound good you know. Saying this,
saying that. But we really live this shit you know, we don’t just talk about
it. We really do it, thought you knew it, we ain’t new to it. Yeah, foo