Young H the Great - You Know Lyrics

Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
All the highs in life gone come with a low
Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
I'm gone drag on they ass til they tagging my toe

I'm a go
Till I can't no mo
Till the doors
On the vault won't close

Countin up
Selling Banco clothes
It ain't enough so I'm
Selling them o's

Move weight
Youngins slangin them whole
Fiends cop then they f*ck with they nose

Yeah these rappers might talk they lil shit
But ain't 1 lie up in these flows

Making beats
Got a bunch of these hoes
Beat the box till the pussy old

Then it's "oops" time to put on my clothes
Clean break is the number 1 goal
Guess u ain't know

Bet u know now
I do not fight
Keep a trey pound
Knocking out lights

Dipping on flights
Or the greyhound
We gone get right
When we touchdown

U ain't know that niggas know me when I'm out of town
U ain't know that bitches hold u up, not hold u down
Oh u ain't know that they was fraudin they a squad of clown
Oh u ain't know that she be f*cking shorty get around

She ain't got a thing that I want
Nope not a thing I need

U know I'm really spinning them bends u know I'm really out n them streets

U know I don't be popping them percs
U know I'm only puffing this weed

U know a nigga up right now
I'm just trying feed my seeds

Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
All the highs in life gone come with a low
Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
I'm gone drag on they ass til they tagging my toe

I'm a knock till I can't no mo
Till the walls n the safe house full

Know the forty on my waistline full
Act dumb I'm a baseline pull

In da game getting change
Couple rings like Jordan
When he play for the bulls

Yeah these rappers might talk they lil shit but ain't none of y'all got no real pull

I'm a do my f*cking thing
Shoot give a nigga wings like a can of Red Bull

I be chilling out the way
So it's best
That u just
Leave a real nigga alone

Fade away
Get away
Catch a couple plays
Niggas see me gettin money asking what I made

Ol pocket watching niggas adding up my pay, ol pocket watching bitches all up in my face

U ain't know that they ain't f*cking with me dawg
U ain't know that they was ops, don't get involved
U ain't know that she be begging for the Log
U ain't know that bitch be stealing out the malls

She ain't got a thing that I want
Nope not a thing I need

U know I'm really spinning them bends u know I'm really out n them streets

U know I don't be popping them percs
U know I'm only puffing this weed

U know a nigga up right now
I'm just trying feed my seeds

Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
All the highs in life gone come with a low
Yeah You know, you know, you know, you know
I'm gone drag on they ass til they tagging my toe

I'm gone drag yeah, Yeah You know
I'm gone drag yeah, Yeah You know
I'm gone drag yeah, Yeah You know
I'm gone drag yeah, Yeah You know