Hope You Know Lyrics

Hope you know

Hope you know  

I’m the man 

I make stunts

I make stunts

Jackie Chan 

Mac Dre

Knock ah bitch in some vans 

Finna trip on this beat 

Can’t lie this shit jam 

Understand I got now 

Nigga fuck later 

Niggas always want help 

Like a fundraiser 

I been plotting on moves 

That bring much paper 

Went to La had a ball 

Like a young laker 

Yung cutz crest shit 

Can’t forget taper 

Never needed nothin back 

When I did favors

Imma god nothin less 

I can’t shake that 

Money always been solid 

I embrace that 

Tired of niggas always claiming 

That they state facts 

Internet turned niggas 

Into straight rats 

I been doing this for real 

This ain't fake rap 

And that deal coming soon 

They gone hate that 

When I sing 

Make her wet 

Make her crawl to me 

Only rocking T.I.Z.O. gear 

Can’t give y’all money 

Show love but god damn 

They seem all funny 

Shit it ain't really been the same 

Since we lost dummy 

Me and drop got plays 

Won’t hear our tummy 

My girl working got a business 

She ah dog for me 

It’s enough out here 

Go and get yours 

Can’t be sitting in yo ass 

Tryna wish for it 

Ja rule niggas 

Had to treat em like a wangsta 

Maniac flame Imma man 

Fuck a gangsta 

Never think it’s sweet 

When it’s time who gone save ya 

Quick left jab 

Got em buzz like a pager 

These niggas backwards 

They fronting 

They fakers 

I came from nothing 

Got game from some playas 

Made mistakes 

I’ll deal with them later 

Bitch Imma god 

It’s the Flame not a saver  

We rolling loud 

Smoking dope like Jamaica 

HL with me 

Them my brothas we major 

Highly underrated 

But the rate don’t make ya 

I been wanting ice 

Since they came with the Jacobs 

Clocking in in the studio 

Need a pay stub 

Deadweight slow ah nigga 

Change the pace up 

I done got older 

So I’m noticing the fake love 

Yea Imma god but I can’t judge 

I been really on my shit 

Now receiving mail 

Niggas watch every move 

Praying that you fail 

Flame god give em hell 

I don’t wish em well 

My bitch a 20 fuck a 10 

It’s a different scale 

I’m in her deep with this whale 

Finna make a movie 

Opinions is gossip 

So they don’t move me 

But when Dre come on 

I get so groovy 

When the money ain't right 

I get so moody 

Hope you know I’m too raw 

But it’s no sushi 

Hope you know you 

Imma ball and you so bootsy 

Hope you know 

We them niggas 

We ain't no groupies 

Hope you know 

I’m getting rich 

Soon they gone book me 

I came in with a wave 

Like I’m A.I

Niggas still can’t see me 

And they ain't blind 

Break time 

He’ll naw gotta make mine 

Maniac flame hot nigga 

Watch my sun sign gang