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(𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐) (𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐) They don't know how I do it They just know the youngin gettin' to it (𝑨𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔) They know the youngin' been through it I been gettin' too high I dont give fuck what they doin Glock amen is not on my list I ain't' playin' I'm on some new shit He so hot but stay on cool shit They throw shots but the shoe dont fit They don't beleive I'm new to this Won't take this chance for granted Watch what I do to this Eat up the beat tell em' choose a hit Aye, Walk in the bank imma make this shit bounce Add it up, add it up, count Dont let em' know the amount I had to jump out the drought You know what im bout You running your mouth We runnin your mouth Braggin' about We run in your house SongtexteAin't no "I" on this team aloud Had to cut some onеs I love Its killing me slow But, I've been hеre before Way before the deal, before the dope, before the shows Before these leaky hoes, all these drippy clothes My sneakers uses to show my toes You wasn't stepping those It never fails to cross my mind, so many times They tell me does it ever cross your mind When you, cross that line You got my heart under attack You said some shit behind my back You did some shit you can't take back I tell em' make em' face the facts now You turnt your back no turning back now People love to ask now Who, I, where, what happened huh? They don't know how I do it They just know the youngin' gettin' to it They know the youngin' been through it I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin' Pull up they like there he go Takeoff they like where he go? Humble yourself I kill ego I know you only get fly on occasion Sum of the equation you are not equal Bite my floor but he not here tho I ain't at the top they still can't top me tho Im on the ground from the A.M. to P.M to A.M Couple niggas bein in my DM I hope they prayin' I ain't slay em' I heard they doin' shit just for a name, yall can never let em play em' Plenty bullets come behind his name I can have my shooter lay him Thats a man down We gon' shoot regardless put your fuckin hands down We gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta drugs we a fuckin band now I gotta, whole lotta, whole lotta fronts, I'm the fuckin man now Imma keep livin' my dream Get money in my genes, money in my jeans Tell em' it is what it seems Niggas underate my grind, the fuck do you mean I don't wonder why they hate I go blind just like Stevie My flows no VVS Prolly in your whole TV It never fails to cross my mind, so many times They tell me does it ever cross your mind When you, cross that line They don't know how I do it They just know the youngin' gettin to it They know the youngin' been through it I've been gettin' too high I don't give fuck what they doin' Aus Songtexte Mania