Lyrics Knew That I Would - Bizzy Crook

Would you rather not think a lot or rather over think
Well I think a lot, bad bitches all I got
Yup you 3 right there come here let me hold my thots
I'm from where the ass and the gun clap
I'm bouta run rap, bitches tryna run game
Fuck that, when you that nigga all these bitches gon run back
Niggas still on my dick tryna find they bitch so they called us
And I don't hear that [?] motherfucka I be caught on my tour bus
Fuck nigga, better tell that new nigga that's my bitch
Ima get her back when I want her
Been down for the money so I had to get it up right quick

I'm talkin' bout you in songs
Your friends is bumpin' my shit
I know things hard when you crazy
When you be up in the whip
But girl you knew that I would
You knew that I would
I knew you knew that I would
You knew that I would
I know you heard I'm that nigga
These girls all wanna be down
You see your boy on the come up
But hasn't hit you by now
But girl you knew that I would
You knew that I would

I knew you knew that I would
You knew that I would

Things came thru for the boy
Things came thru for the boy
Can't be, next day bookin' flights to the 504
Like I been at the finish, I told you I don't see no limits
Good luck shit I should hit the casino with it
Puttin' niggas on like real niggas do
But every nigga don't got a real nigga crew

Never feel alone cuz I'm tryna be a legend
And I ask myself what would Will Smith do
And I lost my dog, yeah my nigga, lost my dog
Tell em Ima free my dogs, Martin, Moses, free them all

In the night you gon see me
At the light you gon see me
My future so bright, I don't need a light
To turn up and find my city
I might go buy some more more more more
And then lose it all all all all all all, yeah

Donald Biscayne, you gon see me
Up in that thang you gon see me
I try to remain for my city but planes keep taking me all around the Glo-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Now lets get some
Mo-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Yeah

Young Jordan go and get them rings
If not I'll call David Blaine
Cuz this a no hard feelings ting
I lived in Egypt, I been a king
Good Luck, we a family dog
And I could never try to ball when there's family involved
Niggas in the streets when these niggas gotta eat
And my nigga Taz here got a family and all
The same bitch doesn't love him anymore
Busy puttin' numbers on the Porsche?
So even if you ain't won for me
You still see the confetti on the floor
So if you got a message for the kid and you met me before
Leave after the beep motherfucka cuz we off on tour, peace