I Kno Lyrics

(I kno)
You already know, if you don't you gon' understand today
(chorus)
And I kno
You ain't never met a nigga like me, and you probably never will I put that on my OG
and I kno
None of these other niggas seen the shit I see, they don't hustle like I hustle, get the shit by enemies?
and I kno
All them bitches with me, do be hella bad, hit the mall and blow a stash, call it blowin' money fast
I kno, they hatin', and I kno, and they waitin', for me to fall off, that'll be never dog
From the bottom to the top, I came a long way
Used to sip them quarter juices, now it's Rose
Now that 'Mero sittin' whiter than some Colgate
Baby mama trippin, she do shit the wrong way
Fuck a game I love ya *something* for the court case
What you know bout makin' money at a fast pace
Yeah I know them feds steady watching niggas
My youngest play with guns like some action figures
Bet I know how to make this money a triple flipper
Only breakin bread with the realest niggas
Wake up in the morning greet a bad bitch
Fuck her once and then I focus where the cash is
Lacing up my Gucci's at the Grab 10
I gotta stay safe bring the Mac 10
And I know they want me dead and gone
Paranoid I keep that pistol in my carry-on
(chorus)
And I kno
You ain't never met a nigga like me, and you probably never will I put that on my OGAce Hood - I Kno - http://motolyrics.com/ace-hood/i-kno-lyrics.html
and I kno
None of these other niggas seen the shit I see, they don't hustle like I hustle, get the shit by enemies?
and I kno
All them bitches with me, do be hella bad, hit the mall and blow a stash, call it blowin' money fast
I kno, they hatin', and I kno, and they waitin', for me to fall off, that'll be never dog
They told me when you getting money boy them niggas hate
Stackin paper, 23, I'm thinkin' real estate
*something* When I'm driving we don't renovate
Get money, my niggas stuck in a real estate
call me about my government when I be at the bank
talkin' figures, nigga half a million ben franks
Heard them niggas kinda mad, that's a bitch place
Long as my pistol on me, I go to your bitch place
Think I really give a fuck bout all you pussy niggas
Countin paper screamin' fuck all of you pussy niggas
I swear I'm ballin' til my last breath
brand new prezzy on me call that fucker sudden death
I tell my bitch to keep on suckin til' there's nothing left
*something* a girl, I just make'em into grand theft
Yeah, and I know they want me dead and gone
Paranoid I keep that chopper in my carry-on
(chorus)
And I kno
You ain't never met a nigga like me, and you probably never will I put that on my OG
and I kno
None of these other niggas seen the shit I see, they don't hustle like I hustle, get the shit by enemies?
and I kno
All them bitches with me, do be hella bad, hit the mall and blow a stash, call it blowin' money fast
I kno, they hatin', and I kno, and they waitin', for me to fall off, that'll be never dog