Lyrics Knot (feat. Jo'de B.O.Y.) - Mastad0n

When I was down bad, God had my back
Ain′t no turning back, front line I stand
We drop again and again, showing the boys from the men
Yeah yeah
Hit after hit reel 'em in, now they asking who it is
Yeah yeah
We dropping ten out of ten, if we′re ever talking options
Better believe I got 'em
Don, talk to 'em
We the cream of the crop
We the niggas they can′t put in a box
And I′m riding cause my car out the shop
So we sliding if you're ready or not
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot

If you hear me knocking, let me in

In this game of life you trying to win, you gotta spin
Everyone around me got some money they can spend
Pull up broad day with that k like my friend

We the hottest niggas doing this, who you fooling with?
Tell me why I should quit when I′m too legit
I just be cooling it, we hold that down
Tell 'em where we from ′jacktown jacktown'

Hear your song and I frown
Niggas snatching my sound
All of y′all some clowns
Big noses in the crowd
Whole lot of lost niggas in my hood that ain't been found

Championship '91, can not miss Dennis on the rebound
Wait wait wait

We drop again and again, showing the boys from the men
Yeah yeah
Hit after hit reel ′em in, now they asking who it is
Yeah yeah
We dropping ten out of ten, if we′re ever talking options
Better believe I got 'em
Don, talk to ′em
We the cream of the crop
We the niggas they can't put in a box
And I′m riding cause my car out the shop
So we sliding if you're ready or not
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot

It was more than the rapping the judge was capping all on my name
Graduate on Thursday, lock me up on Friday
Running ′round with mafia just like I'm Gotti

If I tell you secrets please don't tell nobody
If you ever switch, there′s no apologizing

Trying to get these fucking demons out my body
Hood rich, drive by′s in Maseratis

Pack in the mail, took me Ls still I prevail
Finally tore out the cell, running from twelve, so many tales
Jo'de and Don
Heaven and hell, Kenan and Kel

Ducking them shells
Not on the bench, we in the field
Catch packs like Odell
Rap money paid my bail

Like, this gotta pay my bills
Yeah yeah, nigga for real
No we can′t sign no deals
Yeah yeah, wait

When I was down bad, God had my back
Ain't no turning back, front line I stand

We drop again and again, showing the boys from the men
Yeah yeah
Hit after hit reel ′em in, now they asking who it is
Yeah yeah
We dropping ten out of ten, if we're ever talking options
Better believe I got ′em
Don, talk to 'em
We the cream of the crop
We the niggas they can't put in a box
And I′m riding cause my car out the shop
So we sliding if you′re ready or not
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot
Hit the bank and then I left with a knot