Know It
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I dont know it
I just been workin, grindin, chillin, vibing, kinda don't line up
Somewhere near doin too much and still not enough
I can't make my mind up
I had to shut down the fun, I grew out my hair, I skipped on a line up
I fuck that bitch cause she fine
She ain't on her grind, I tell her her time up
Still put the wind to the wave, picture the boat with the sail
All of my niggas gon win, we do not quit when we fail
We out here chasing a whale
Running for real
Mixing the sop with the kale
I'm tryna drink from the well
Don't ask me for verses for real
Send me the stems and a zelle
I send it back in the mail
Shit like a brick in the mail, shit like a brick in the bag
Shit like a bag to bitch that be fuckin the nigga wit bricks
This the best shit you could have
We went from hopping the train
Upgrade to taking a cab
Now it's the digital dash
You niggas still chipping on gas
That's why these niggas is mad, dag
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Got it out the mud but
Never scared to get my hands dirty
I, never been a man who worries
I, never met a bitch who curve me
I, never ever could be you
Cause y'all never ever seem to be working hard
Tommy you ain't got no job
Knew you couldn't make it this far
Guess you was playing your part
You was just being a fish
I was just being a shark
It was a slaughter from start
Ever seen Man On Fire?
Death I'll make it my art
It'll be a masterpiece
A verbal catastrophe
And lyrical tragedy
I'm counting the casualties
Like 1. 2. 3
Hold up, check it
Broke doesn't fit in my section
Hustle, I got it perfected
Wack don't belong on a record
Ya girl would fuck my reflection
If it'll make me jealous
Thinking I just might let her
If it'll make me better
Know it won't make me bitter
One thing she'll always consider
How do I get to this nigga
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I dont know it
I just been workin, grindin, chillin, vibing, kinda don't line up
Somewhere near doin too much and still not enough
I can't make my mind up
I had to shut down the fun, I grew out my hair, I skipped on a line up
I fuck that bitch cause she fine
She ain't on her grind, I tell her her time up
Still put the wind to the wave, picture the boat with the sail
All of my niggas gon win, we do not quit when we fail
We out here chasing a whale
Running for real
Mixing the sop with the kale
I'm tryna drink from the well
Don't ask me for verses for real
Send me the stems and a zelle
I send it back in the mail
Shit like a brick in the mail, shit like a brick in the bag
Shit like a bag to bitch that be fuckin the nigga wit bricks
This the best shit you could have
We went from hopping the train
Upgrade to taking a cab
Now it's the digital dash
You niggas still chipping on gas
That's why these niggas is mad, dag
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
Got it out the mud but
Never scared to get my hands dirty
I, never been a man who worries
I, never met a bitch who curve me
I, never ever could be you
Cause y'all never ever seem to be working hard
Tommy you ain't got no job
Knew you couldn't make it this far
Guess you was playing your part
You was just being a fish
I was just being a shark
It was a slaughter from start
Ever seen Man On Fire?
Death I'll make it my art
It'll be a masterpiece
A verbal catastrophe
And lyrical tragedy
I'm counting the casualties
Like 1. 2. 3
Hold up, check it
Broke doesn't fit in my section
Hustle, I got it perfected
Wack don't belong on a record
Ya girl would fuck my reflection
If it'll make me jealous
Thinking I just might let her
If it'll make me better
Know it won't make me bitter
One thing she'll always consider
How do I get to this nigga
Hands all in the mud, if I get it I don't owe it
Bitch I been that nigga, still that nigga and I know it
Think I'm gettin money, all that pussy she gon throw it
Niggas hatin on me but they thinkin I don't know it
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Writer(s): Anthony Campbell
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