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letra de kno no more - rich homie quan

[intro]
ay, this that sh-t they be wanna hear quan
this the homie they be waiting on quan
these n-ggas must’ve forgot
we’ll show ’em then (go)

[verse]
still pulling up in a middle of the hood in a [?] drop top
you can ask [?] first young n-gga park that bentley in the middle of the block
and where i’m from don’t come with that poppin’ sh-t ’cause these young n-ggas over here robbing (i swear these young n-ggas don’t play by me)
these young n-ggas over here starving
guetto boy play, guarantee he’ll eat
got it out the mud, n-gga look at my feet (ay thеse ain’t even comе out yet)
the last one it was on you, then went on me
i was in the penthouse, smoking on top floors, chilling in the suite that’s when sh-t got sweet
i couldn’t even eat when they k!lled lil c
i told my momma don’t worry ’bout stress, when she got problems to put ’em on me
i remember starving with [?]
i done came a long way from that driveway now it’s marble on my feet
gotta keep that 40 on my jeans in case a target on me
i was told to never settle, wanted to be with you forever but i don’t know no more
i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more
i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more (i don’t know no more)
i don’t like hoes who basic, i don’t like too much makeup
h-ll i don’t even like sitting in my car too long, they know i’m too impatient, lil n-gga face it
i pull up in a sp-ceship, this 600 sp-cious
i might go boss up on my neighbor and buy some more acres (talk to ’em quan)
i remember going to school and ain’t had no paper
thinking ’bout putting hundred thousand in my school now ’cause i got a little paper
i ain’t crashing out for no dumb sh-t when my people needing me
a lot of these n-ggas scared of money ’cause they too worry ’bout what people think
and i don’t give a f-ck about what people think
down to my last line, let me call [?] ’cause a young n-gga need a drink
you might not like me but i’mma make these young n-ggas respect this sh-t aretha way (rich homie baby)
started off friends, then we got closer
sh-t went bad and you and you ask was it over all i said was
i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more (i don’t know no more)
i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more, i don’t know no more (i don’t know no more)

- rich homie quan

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