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letra de know better - tec

[intro]
fold, yeah
so many n-ggas

[chorus]
so many n-ggas fold, sell they soul to the devil
and these hoes ain’t no better
heart cold as the weather up in january
i’ma keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
swear to keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
told ’em sellin’ they soul, they don’t know no better
lil’ n-ggas breakin’ the code, they don’t know no better
they wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better
under pressure, they gon’ fold, they don’t know no better
they don’t know no better

[verse 1]
i don’t blame you new n-ggas, i blame your ogs (i blame your old-head)
’cause a n-gga should’ve told you like a n-gga told me (this what he should’ve said)
if you point a n-gga out, then you the f-ckin’ police (you a motherf-ckin’ rat)
i don’t know what he talkin’ ’bout and how the f-ck he know me (f-ck he know that?)
matter fact, where the f-ck my lawyer at?
’cause this case, i ain’t take no part in that
i don’t know nothin’, i hope you recordin’ that
bring me to jail or back where we started at
’cause i ain’t sayin’ sh-t, i swear
day for day, i’ll sit in jail, on god
watch for them new generation steppers, they’ll squeeze at you, then tell on you
they sendin’ shots, at the same time, tellin’ 12 on you
like if i die, this who done it
and if he wasn’t the shooter, then he sent it with his money
be honest, how you win with a double-edged sword?
try to inhale it with your rod and end up behind bars
so you turned to the bible, your only option the lord
now all your hoes leavin’, they f-ckin’ your homeboys, cold-blooded
[chorus]
seen so many n-ggas fold, sell they soul to the devil
and these hoes ain’t no better
heart cold as the weather up in january
i’ma keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
swear to keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
told ’em sellin’ they soul, they don’t know no better
lil’ n-ggas breakin’ the code, they don’t know no better
they wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better
under pressure, they gon’ fold, they don’t know no better
they don’t know no better

[interlude]
now you start to get used to this josing sh-t, you heard me?
you don’t want to, but you know
you gotta adapt to this sh-t so you could be comfortable, so you could survive, you know what i’m sayin’?
and you start seein’ like your
your friends, they really ain’t your friends
people you thought’ll be there for you ain’t nowhere to be f-ckin’ found
so, you know, you turn to the lord, only person you got to call on
you wishin’ you could call your lil’ shorty who you was keepin’ it g with
but when you get locked up, she fall back (prepaid collect call from)

[verse 2]
why you ain’t answerin’ the phone? girl, what’s wrong? where you been?
she told me, “you been down long and lately i couldn’t comprehend”
i say, “you lost me, come again?” she was like, “look, i got a friend”
i was like, “what that’s ‘posed to mean?” she told me, “i guess, the end”
i’m like, “the end of what? the end of us?
that’s how you comin’? what the f-ck?
b-tch, you ain’t sh-t, ho, you a sl-t
should’ve known you wasn’t to trust”
she said, “remember you was wildin’, cheatin’, and ain’t give a f-ck?
well, now i’m leavin’, guess we even,” and right after, she hung up, d-mn
i never thought i’d hear her makin’ them lil’ statements
threw my heart down and walked on it, had to get it out the pavement
she waited ’til i got locked up and then the b-tch betrayed me
but i’m too strong of a n-gga to ever let a b-tch break me
but still, it was a first-degree aggravated burglary
she took my heart, no surgery, got me so lost, come search for me
now she out there f-ckin’ a n-gga who used to buy a perc’ from me
but i gotta shake back, could never let her know it hurted me
[interlude]
she said she moved on, i was down too long
had to be out my right mind to think that she wouldn’t do wrong
i guess i was proved wrong, she don’t know no better
i was proved wrong, shawty don’t know no better

[chorus]
seen so many n-ggas fold, sell they soul to the devil
and these hoes ain’t no better
heart cold as the weather up in january
i’ma keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
swear to keep it g until i’m six feet in the cemetery
told ’em sellin’ they soul, they don’t know no better
lil’ n-ggas breakin’ the code, they don’t know no better
they wasn’t told like we was told, they don’t know no better
under pressure, they gon’ fold, they don’t know no better
they don’t know no better

- tec

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