Know Nothing

146, niggas know how this shit get I be dough running Probably bad hoe fucking Niggas talk behind my back probably cause they don't know nothing Do no bluffing I be bow touching Catch me cuttin up in da hood I'm trappin out a old cutlass Watch me work this stove oven Aroma in the kitchen like I'm cutting cold onions Ain't have a sack I really used to watch my bro punt it Can't go for that you run up on me imma blow something I See that fake love be brewing from a mile away My bro was locked down innat cell ain't have a bond to pay Me and my niggas ride and cause hell type to make mamas ache Don't give a f*ck bout who you tell long as that guala straight And this shit real down to the bone know that I ain't gotta fake I get them ms right for my family long as they sound n safe Really mean safe & sound it still ain't a place I found Don't wanna see me ball know I ride w tech they play so foul They ain't got yo interest at heart tell dem niggas stay from round When niggas play step so hard everytime it shake da ground Must not know trolling gone get everybody you love hurt Know I want all the smoke been facing shit till my lungs hurt I be dough running Probably bad hoe fucking Niggas talk behind my back probably cause they don't know nothing Do no bluffing I be bow touching Catch me cutting up in da hood I'm trapping out a old cutlass I be dough running Probably bad hoe fucking Niggas talk behind my back probably cause they don't know nothing Do no bluffing I be bow touching Catch me cuttin up in da hood I'm trappin out a old cutlass