paroles de chanson What You Know - NoCap
Yung
Ting,
you
goin'
crazy
I'ma
let
the
jeweler
come
tape
my
wrists
What
you
know
'bout
chances
and
takin'
risks?
What
you
know
'bout
takin'
care
of
your
homies
doin'
years?
Huh?
What
you
know,
nigga?
What
you
know,
nigga?
My
niggas
in
the
pen,
but
I
keep
lead
Tired
of
the
same
nigga,
he
ain't
change
yet
Do
my
own
drugs
and
then
I
fade
off
(Ayy)
Hate
is
in
the
air
just
like
a
coin
toss
(Ayy)
NoCap,
he
got
rich
and
start
ignorin'
y'all
(Ayy)
And
my
bank
account
look
like
a
phone
number
(Ayy)
Police
at
my
door,
I
don't
wanna
talk
I
rep
that
bird,
they
say,
"We
know
you
a
gang
member"
My
shoes
cost
a
car
note
and
your
rent
together
They
might
not
feel
my
new
shit,
I'm
on
another
level
I'm
fuckin'
on
a
white
bitch,
she
a
fan
of
Clever
Codeine
in
my
tea,
hope
I
don't
waste
it
in
a
Tesla
If
I
shoot
my
shot,
I
bet
I
wet
her
They
don't
know
the
times
I
was
slidin'
with
Mega
If
Fred
wasn't
dead,
we'd
probably
be
together
Pissin'
haters
off,
my
next
chain
gon'
be
yellow
I
don't
think
I
could
get
realer
(Ayy)
Then
I
think
I
would
get
real
love
Put
her
face
up
in
a
pillow
Dick
her
down
and
I
get
rid
of
her
I'ma
let
the
jeweler
come
tape
my
wrists
What
you
know
'bout
chances
and
takin'
risks?
What
you
know
'bout
takin'
care
of
your
homies
doin'
years?
Huh?
What
you
know,
nigga?
What
you
know,
nigga?
My
niggas
in
the
pen,
but
I
keep
lead
Tired
of
the
same
nigga,
he
ain't
change
yet
Do
my
own
drugs
and
then
I
fade
off
(Ayy)
Hate
is
in
the
air
just
like
a
coin
toss
(Ayy)
NoCap,
he
got
rich
and
start
ignorin'
y'all
(Ayy)
And
my
bank
account
look
like
a
phone
number
(Ayy)
Police
at
my
door,
I
don't
wanna
talk
I
rep
that
bird,
they
say,
"We
know
you
a
gang
member"
She
straight
up
out
the
'jects,
yeah,
put
her
in
a
foreign
Supply
all
the
ammo
to
1600
army
I
didn't
fuck
that
ho
because
I
knew
she
wasn't
worth
me
Fake
love,
real
hate,
I
do
not
know
which
one
is
worse
to
me
Go,
go,
go,
go,
I
just
want
you
to
be,
yeah
(Ayy)
You
don't
know
my
story,
I
wish
that
y'all
can
see
half
My
lyrics,
breakin'
out
of
rehab,
my
flow
dope,
nigga
No
money,
still
runnin'
with
my
old
niggas
I
can't
forget
I'm
still
dealin'
with
my
old
issues
I'm
thinkin'
deep,
one
day
we
all
gotta
go,
nigga
How
the
fuck
you
let
that
hate
sit
in
your
soul,
nigga?
Even
all
them
times
that
I
was
tired,
I
still
rode
with
you
I'm
off
Roxies
and
I
ain't
never
seen
Tigger
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