KNEW BETTER Lyrics

I ain't gone lie, man I knew better

Fresh as hell this bitch bump gums she do extra

If I flicked everyday look like a new Getty

I could sell of word of mouth, fuck a text message

It's in my lap fuck the trunk, dump led at you

Call her my opp, killed the pussy, then I fled after

How you boss and can't hold weight these nigga air mattress

You know I get it in regardless

Can't never disregard me

My word law, tank filled, push a lil farther

Yea I rap but these rap niggas fucking lost it

Thinking this shit checker's get check mated it cost you

She wanna see the crib, got me cropped out on her locket

I'm writing a paper she send attachments I just heart em

I'm switching the digits these profiles gon' make me profit

College kid or criminal? She asking me I dodge it

Remember they was questioning then started copying that's crazy

Rekindle with women I'm knowing don't want no relations

I'm catching rebuttals from women telling me be safer

I order it's easy, I made a budget track my paper

What's crazy my spending on recurring billing be what yaw making

I can make double 24hrs fuck patience

I got tunnel vision, new lenses Gucci frame it

I tell her you got it, got it, I feel Usher Raymond

Won't tell you the problem I prolly disassociate from you

I tell you I love you I'm sliming anyone that play with you

I hear them apologizing but they just want a favor from me

Pink and orange look like candy but it ain't no flavor to em

Smooth talk, she cat walk to the bed I got some player to me

Knowing this bitch lying I just like the way she say it to me

Seeing how I'm living, know I'm gifted, said she praying for me

Noided with the pole I had a dream them niggas laying on me

Don't give a fuck what you think bitch you don't know me

You don't know the tears I cried that made me frozen

You don't know the crimes I did, all times I sinned just to see a smile on my lil brother

5 onna nightstand wake up to motivation

Only shit consistent in my life is success, stress, and fucking paper

Hibachi eat a dab wasabi just to clear my palate

Streets not for you, you need to hit Chrysler filling pallets

I'm coming drop Benz and Escalade parked at my palace

Yo future look like jail cells you keep fucking crashing

We all get fly no difference NRO or NASA

It's been minute since my funds was low I'm stunt pull master

It's been a minute since I hit Lo up she getting badder

Collect the dirty money, imma fucking fanatic

He think he savage bro 21 ah blast em

I can't say we dream team we live what we image nigga