Nems, Jazzsoon, Conway The Machine - Where You Know Me From lyrics

Hunnit shots (Brrrat)
I only need one though (Ha ha haha) yeah
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
I mean, y'all niggas been livin' good
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
Niggas been shinin', all that
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
I been out here grindin'
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
It's my turn
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
(Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops)
Gorilla

Niggas get paroled to a shelter
Ramen noodles for they first meal, shit
They ain't eating right just did a decade
Happy to be home with a job
Wear they reflector vest to sleep at night
Them niggas there know that I'm the dopest
You in the crib hating smoking


Blunts filled with roaches (Fuck outta here)
I get it in with the shooters
While you five deep, zero bitches
Chippin' in for hookah
Fat nigga Anirtala on my arm piece
Cuban cigar, sippin' Zimas out in Palm Beach
That body from O-4 still haunts me
Bitch, shut ya motherfuckin' mouth
When the Don speak it's kinda hard to have
Dreams and aspirations
When the time don't run out
On the statute of limitations
Armed robberies, I'll snatch it
No hesitation i'm a Coney Island legend
The statue's in front of Nathan's
They shot homie at the dice game
Took all his cheddar (Bow)
I'm just mad they killed him 'fore
He got to four or better
They looked at me and passed
His cash and watch and said, "Nems
It's Fuck Ya Lyfe until the casket drops
We 'bout all that nigga
In these streets showin' and provin'
The 'Gram couldn't tell you half the
Shit that I be doin'
In ya hood more than you are
Keepin' the brand movin'
G's on our heads but we
The ones doin' the shootin' (Bah)
Nah, fuck it, I don't wanna stop
AK ya whole fuckin' building
Nigga I don't want the Glock
Shoot at ya head, fuck a warning shot
Snuffin' industry niggas at parties like
I don't wanna pop
Gorilla Nems, I'm that nigga they hate
Buck fifty through the window while
You sit in your Wraith, h
I told her, "Chill, Gunther
Get in your place"
Tried to call me by my government
I spit in her face

Where you know me from?
(Yo, state ya name, ya zip
Code, social security, ATM, EBT, all that)
Where you know me from?
(Who the fuck sent you over here, nigga? I'll
Smack the shit out ya uncle, whoever, nigga
What) where you know me from?
(You know where the fuck you
At nigga? This my shit, my shit homie)
Where you know me from?
(I never heard of you
Duke, keep bangin' motherfucker, lyfer-gang)

Look i run through that shortcut
Let the shotty buck (Boom, boom)
Hit them pussy niggas make em
Lose a body part (Gang)
Had niggas sick when they see that Masi park
Hopped out rocking the suedefade Wally Clarks
(You see me, nigga)
I been through shit niggas have not seen
(Uh, huh)
Wash the dishes bitch get them pots clean
(Get in there)
I'm like the shootin' guard on the top team
(Uh, huh) wig shot made his top lean (Brrrt)
Left him laid out front of the liquor store
(Gas) seen his brains hit the windows, said
"That's it for sure" (Uh)
I got the rap game in a figure four
Top ten verses of the year I
Got like six or more (Ha ha ha)
Free my dog behind the prison wall
(Free my nigga)
Ma niggas take ya money like it isn't yours
(Haa) i don't want the yayo if it isn't pure
So don't hit my phone unless you
Want a brick or more (Machine)

Where you know me from?
(Watch ya mother fuckin mouth nigga
Where you know me from?)

I got that "Nems, you gettin' fat" money
Bank account say I'm movin' bricks
That's just hat money
Boy, knock that bitch nigga out
In front of police
Bail and lawyers on me, I got that money
(Yup, yup) bout to hire a team of workers
To ship and deliver my merchandise
That's staff money, ain't that funny? (Yup)
'Cause I remember there were nights
I didn't have money did it on my own and you
Never can take that from me
Come and try, nigga, I'll put you in a coma
(Bop) say it's lonely at the top
Well I've always been a loner (Uh)
Bitch I'll make ya boyfriend go
To the store to
Buy me Dutches and I don't even smoke
'Cause he a doja (He ain't tough)
Yea I don't smoke and I hate drinkin'
But I'll shoot you right in front
Of ya bitch like Abe Lincoln (Bop)
Was at a barbecue earlier
Ma man said, "Gorilla
How you not signed to a
Label? What is they thinkin'?"
I said it won't be long
'fore they acknowledge it
Built my whole shit off of skills
I never politic real niggas and college kids
Know they ain't a rapper as hot as this
But even if there was I'd
Fuckin' rock their shit
Where you know me from?

Uh huh, oh yea? Then let me hold a gun
Fuck outta here, nigga nems