U Already Know

[Verse 1 - Starlito] 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 [Hook – Starlito][x2] 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 [Verse 2 – Scotty ATL] 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 [Hook][x2] [Verse 3 – Young Dolph] 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 [Hook][x2]