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Rich Homie Quan

Kno No More

 

Kno No More

(álbum: Family & Mula - 2022)


Aye
This the shit they been wanting to hear quan
This the homie they been waiting on quan
These niggas must've forgot
We'll show em then
Go!

Still pulling up in the middle of the hood in the six in a drop top
You could ask masio first young nigga park
That Bentley in the middle of the block
And where I'm from don't come with that popping shit
Cause these young niggas over here robbing
These young niggas over here starving
Give the boy a plate guaranteed he'll eat
Got it out the mud nigga look at my feet
The last one it was on you nigga this one on me
I was in the pent house smoking on the top floor
Chilling in the suite that's when shit got sweet
I couldn't eat when they killed lil cee
I told my momma don't worried about stressing
If she got problems then put it on me
I remember starving we couldn't eat
I done came a long way from that driveway
Now it's marble on my feet
Got to keep that forty on my jeans
In case a target get on me
I was told to never settle
Wanted to be with you forever
But I don't know no more

I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more

Ion like hoes who basic, I don't like too much make up
Hell, I don't like sitting in my car too long
They know I'm too impatient, real nigga face it
I pull up in a spaceship this 600 spaces (600)
I might go boss up on my neighbors and buy some more acres
I remember going to school and I ain't have no paper
Thinking about putting a hundred thousand dollars in my school now
Cause I got a little paper
I ain't crashing out for no dumb shit
When my people needing me
A lot of these niggas scared of money
Cause they too worried about what people think
And I don't give a fuck about what people think
Down to my last line let me call trip for some juice
Cause a young nigga need the drank
You might not like me, but I'm gone make a young nigga respect
This shit the Aretha way
Started off friends then we got closer
Shit went bad and you ask was it over
All I said was

I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I don't know no more, I don't know no more
I don't know no more
I don't know no more

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