Scotty ATL, Young Dolph, Starlito - U Already Know lyrics
[Scotty ATL, Young Dolph, Starlito - U Already Know lyrics]
Got me going through a thing
Bout to go insane
This ho I’m with think I don’t
Know she only want my change
She only see my past
Even though a nigga changed
She only see my cash
So I won’t give her anything
So frequently we clash
She speak her mind then give me brains
Sweetheart mouth, she’ll eat your heart
Out if you let her
I discontinued the strain
Our situation is strange
I call it growing pains
Cause I really loved her but know
I ain’t really showed it man
Soon as you grow up you know there’s some
Nights that you’ll only be the coldest
I’m tired of playing house and sleeping over
We only getting older
These hoes be taking they toll
Hope you ain’t notice this
Boulder on my shoulder
My guilty conscience doing life with no
Parole cause I ain’t shit
I already know, my heart’s so cold
Thought about throwing it, I suppose
But how though? The block was hot
We used to heat the house with the stove
These are thoughts that I have when
I’m out on the road
The money come fast so I count it slow
Ain’t no love in this shit, get the money
Fuck the fame that shit lame, it don’t exist
You already know how this shit go
Get shit jumping and watch how quick
They get to switching like 64
You already know
GPS on dollar sign
And the map say we ain’t far away
Underground with a hoop dream and
A crossover like Hardaway
Couple niggas I thought were 100 and 1
We parted ways
Shining hard on these fuck niggas
Can’t throw no shade
No love and I learned that like
Real quick, hawk a loogie, this real spit
Pimping niggas bought you a fit
You might be rolling with a real bitch
I lower my brim low
See me riding with the same niggas
Like every time in every city
Cause family matters, no Winslow
Inbox me on Facebook, comment on Instagram
Pictures like ten weeks ago
Fame made you an insta friend
Damn I really hate that
Tryna adjust to the love and hate
Take a nigga back like 8 track, tell em Ben
Give me credit for my
Contributions, to my city
To this shit I helped rebuild
Cool ain’t cool no more
We made it cool still
No lames allowed and the skinny niggas rule
Get money
Fuck the fame, fuck my
Phone, fuck these niggas, fuck these hoes
Get dough
You already know how this shit goes
All I know is stay down ten toes
Keep the burner on me for
Any niggas talking shit
Better be ready to get low
And they say that my wrist remind them
Of Christmas the way my shit glow
I just might pull up and burn
An O with Burn One if you didn’t know, now
You know, south Memphis
That’s where I come from
I met lil mama for the first time
Now the bitch swear that she want some
Sick of everybody asking me "Dolph
Where that money come from?"
What? Nigga you already know
Nigga let me borrow that ho
Quit bitching, that’s how the game go
Say that nothing ever stays the same forever
But I swear I never change though
Imma keep some extra strong in my swisher
And some mud in my Faygo
Bout to go insane
This ho I’m with think I don’t
Know she only want my change
She only see my past
Even though a nigga changed
She only see my cash
So I won’t give her anything
So frequently we clash
She speak her mind then give me brains
Sweetheart mouth, she’ll eat your heart
Out if you let her
I discontinued the strain
Our situation is strange
I call it growing pains
Cause I really loved her but know
I ain’t really showed it man
Soon as you grow up you know there’s some
Nights that you’ll only be the coldest
I’m tired of playing house and sleeping over
We only getting older
These hoes be taking they toll
Hope you ain’t notice this
Boulder on my shoulder
My guilty conscience doing life with no
Parole cause I ain’t shit
I already know, my heart’s so cold
Thought about throwing it, I suppose
But how though? The block was hot
We used to heat the house with the stove
These are thoughts that I have when
I’m out on the road
The money come fast so I count it slow
Ain’t no love in this shit, get the money
Fuck the fame that shit lame, it don’t exist
You already know how this shit go
Get shit jumping and watch how quick
They get to switching like 64
You already know
GPS on dollar sign
And the map say we ain’t far away
Underground with a hoop dream and
A crossover like Hardaway
Couple niggas I thought were 100 and 1
We parted ways
Shining hard on these fuck niggas
Can’t throw no shade
No love and I learned that like
Real quick, hawk a loogie, this real spit
Pimping niggas bought you a fit
You might be rolling with a real bitch
I lower my brim low
See me riding with the same niggas
Like every time in every city
Cause family matters, no Winslow
Inbox me on Facebook, comment on Instagram
Pictures like ten weeks ago
Fame made you an insta friend
Damn I really hate that
Tryna adjust to the love and hate
Take a nigga back like 8 track, tell em Ben
Give me credit for my
Contributions, to my city
To this shit I helped rebuild
Cool ain’t cool no more
We made it cool still
No lames allowed and the skinny niggas rule
Get money
Fuck the fame, fuck my
Phone, fuck these niggas, fuck these hoes
Get dough
You already know how this shit goes
All I know is stay down ten toes
Keep the burner on me for
Any niggas talking shit
Better be ready to get low
And they say that my wrist remind them
Of Christmas the way my shit glow
I just might pull up and burn
An O with Burn One if you didn’t know, now
You know, south Memphis
That’s where I come from
I met lil mama for the first time
Now the bitch swear that she want some
Sick of everybody asking me "Dolph
Where that money come from?"
What? Nigga you already know
Nigga let me borrow that ho
Quit bitching, that’s how the game go
Say that nothing ever stays the same forever
But I swear I never change though
Imma keep some extra strong in my swisher
And some mud in my Faygo