[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
I know I
I know I
Yeah, I know I
Uh, yeah
Fuck the goofies man, fuck the roofies
[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know niggas talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna talk, so I won't text back or answer the phone
Got this money to think about and a couple zips I gotta get gone
Need a green dot, I gotta put some money on the phone
VellLoc ain't make it home, so I put his name in all of my songs
Fuck the goofy dissing, when I see him, I hop out, crack his dome
Sliding 'bout my brother, don't give a fuck if they be right or wrong
I don't trust no other 'cause I know some niggas backdoor, hope you know
I ball with cutters, Glizzy all black, all my folk is two-tone
And I'm getting tired of all these lil' faking-ass niggas, struggle really made us
Saying that you sliding, whole time you was lying, they knowing my name 'cause I played cuz
Fuck dropping a dime, I won't drop a penny, I get in that room and I say nothing
Called my brother crying, told him smoke's around, [?][1:13]
[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know niggas talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone
[Verse 2]
Reminiscing bout them pictures, posted with my niggas
It fucked me up how they took Manman, I wish I was with you
Was just outside posted, getting fried, talking 'bout copping hemis
I mix the Henny with Red Bull for you, I pour out liquor
Can't tell me shit about my partners, you wasn't thugging with 'em
Can't show no love, tried to set me up, fucked up my trust with niggas
But I can't lie, brothers all I got, still love a couple niggas
But the rest, fuck 'em, I see 'em, hop out and buck at niggas
My brothers gone, can't bring 'em back, they don't know the pain I feel
Eight-trey-treys and ecstasy, I love popping pills
If you got smoke, don't get caught down bad lacking in that field
'Cause I know niggas lurk like me, I know how pressure feel
I keep my heat, won't let a pussy put me in the dirt
But if he do, it's meant to be 'cause God seen it first
I still got visions when I seen my squad hit in that hearse
Been struggling for so long, feel like my soul cursed
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know niggas talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone
[Outro]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I
Got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I
Judge what I do if you don't really know
And I
Remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone
