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Know My Name
- Verse 1
- Nowadays every nigga is a rapper
- tweakin' for a trend, doin' shit that never lasts but
- I'm just stating facts but
- greatest in my generation, conversation
- tryna' scribe my name into this occupation
- I'm being patient, but lately, I've been vacant waitin'
- accommodation, write a blank to fill the spaces
- drugs and money...hopes to see exotic places
- heavy thoughts of livin' fast, I've never been complacent
- this game is changin', niggas never paid attention,
- everybody loves to talk, but never love to sit and listen
- everybody talking, bitches, shit is getting problematic
- I'll be sprayin' through the smoke until you niggas see the static
- I'll be sprayin' through the smoke until you niggas kill the matches
- I don't let the bands stretch, but my clip is too elastic
- kinda tragic cause' these niggas hella lame,
- but none of this'll matter once you bitches know the name, yeah
- Bridge(x2)
- Yeah(x3), ATL, huh
- Hook(x2)
- I ain't rappin' for the money, power, fame
- Cause' everything will change once you bitches know the name
- Verse 2
- Now please explain how our culture has lost its taste in music
- If we love it so much, then why do we abuse it
- an outlet to get our feelings off our chests,
- so are we all thinkin' this money, drugs, and sex
- I doubt it, half you niggas, ya'll ain't really bout it
- false claimin' and lying shit cause' you were around it
- but most you niggas haven't even seen a hood
- cause where my people from they would've shot you where you stood
- imagine livin' when you know to never breathe easy
- cause I came from the A like I'm Young Jeezy
- drippin' ice on my neck, bitch, I stay freezy
- every nigga thinkin' nice cause' they hide easy
- This flow a killer, every nigga wanna push me
- Goodie goodie quiet boy ain't never been no pussy
- Many niggas sell they fuckin' soul for the cookie
- Like I'm Ben Simmons, never really been a rookie, uh
- Bridge(x2)
- Yeah(x3), ATL, huh
- Hook(x2)
- I ain't rappin' for the money power fame
- Cause' everything will change once you bitches know the name
- Verse 3
- That's some, game I'm spittin'
- That's some, flame I've written
- Man I, kill with precision
- Make me, lose my religion
- Really, tryna make millions
- I'm chillin', so quit ya bitchin'
- Incision's a couple inches
- Guess that needs a couple stitches
- I'm really, burning these bridges
- I'm hurting, concerning bitches
- This track, did I hit or miss it?
- I got the bag and I flipped it
- Internal clock and it's ticking
- This bomb, with the water dripping
- We got the Coupe and we whippin'
- We winnin', you bombin', brickin'
- And I'm, searchin' them tombs tryna find a nigga like me
- Greatest ATL rapper, yeah, I might be
- I'm feelin' rude, now T.I. might wanna fight me
- But can't no other nigga see the way that I see, uh
- I'm trippin', I'm trippin', that foreign I'm whippin'
- That sauce that I'm drippin', I kick it, It's kickin'
- That's shit you put on your chicken
- Cause' now we up and we living
- Been with this shit since beginnings
- And man I will go the distance
- I gotta make decisions
- Bridge(x2)
- Yeah(x3), ATL, huh
- Hook(x4)
- I ain't rappin' for the money, power, fame
- Cause' everything will change once you bitches know the name
- Outro
- Yeah(x3), ATL, huh
- Yeah(x3), ATL
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