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letra de and i know - sme marlo

i’m that n-gga and i know and i listen more than i talk i make them feel the sh-t i show
i’ve been thorough for my whole life that’s like the realest sh-t i know
he think he gangsta he got hats
think i’ma fear the sh-t i don’t
i’ve been on the porch with them n-ggas since i was two boy what you do
made sh-t from nothing got it out the mud and now it’s bustin’ what you grew
stay in my lane i ain’t tryna talk unless the language thumb through blues
you play, i flame and bust yo f-ckin’ brain like i’m tryna see what you knew
got kicks and fits that cost more than n-ggas’ rent that’s why his b-tch on my d-ck
i don’t even wanna hit you after that n-gga hit but i might consider it
ball her out send her back he can’t even hit i’m so inconsiderate
now he wanna beef about this b-tch that i was just tryna get rid of quick
that sh-t a f-ckin’ joke
make sure that they hear every word i said let me clear my f-ckin’ throat
you ain’t in my rank they know my name everywhere i f-ckin’ go
that flttt sound at the bank it heal my pain every time i f-ckin’ go
you hear that engine growlin’ when i cranked it
twelve had got behind me hit them lights and then i yanked it
b-tches say a lot about me but they never say that i ain’t sh-t
i make a good girl act bad around me then i spank sh-t (for real)
you ain’t got no motherf-ckin’ paper then get off your ass
i can show you how to check a ten right up off yo last
i don’t know if n-ggas listen slow or i just talk so fast
you thought you was passin’ me fasho then i hawked yo ass (come here)
you had your turn now it’s me time
she say i act way too busy
i chase paper in my free time took a l and bounced right back
i done did that sh-t like three times
i’ma always get them racks and check a sack right off a decline
i’m that n-gga and i know
and i listen more than i talk i make them feel the sh-t i show
i’ve been thorough for my whole life that’s like the realest sh-t i know
he think he gangsta he got hats think i’ma fear the sh-t i don’t
i been off the porch with them n-ggas since i was two boy what you do
made sh-t from nothing got it out the mud and now it’s bustin’ what you grew
stay in my lane i ain’t tryna talk unless the language thumb through blues
you play i flame and bust yo f-ckin’ brain like i’m tryna see what you knew

- sme marlo

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