V. Nova - You Know (feat. Smoke Bronson)

Ya Dunno
Certain kind of vibe
You wish you never knew me
Bet you never regret me
You know I been a hustle baby since the day you met me
You know a nigga had you hooked since the day you let me
Park up back of the Chevy Spark up gnac and I'm ready (You know)
Me haffe' do whatever's necessary
Even though you still love me if I wasn't checking fetty
Gotta get the papers get the papers like a secretary
What you ask for I'm trying to have it on deck already (You know)
Ever you need little lady I'll get it done
You keep me up when I'm down You hold me down when I'm up
Whenever I'm out of town you never giving it up
I never settle for less I'm never giving a fuck but (You know)
Been on the grind when you met me was in the trap (You know)
I'm trying to eat but you studying this and that (You know)
No matter how far I go I'm coming back
But I gotta hit the road again it's time to make em clap Aye
Once I get going I'm gone, it ain't no stopping me
You know I get fly enough to inspire astronomy
So it's nothing to get around like Tupac would be
It's right in the manual, check the glossary
For you I bent the rules tho, loved in a world full of hate
Selfish with the jewels, I wore em, fuck it I'm lookin' great
Jump I'll be serving frog legs, on a dinner plate
Puffin while I'm swervin, long legs down the interstate
(You know) Who got the jugo puto
Did it Brigante gigante, moving that mucho puro
Although the pistols my potnah, the shotty is still shotgun
You taught me not to speak on a body, after I pop some
(You know) That was some life-saving info because snitches get stitches
And I'd probably slice kinfolk
You embraced me, I hugged on your every curve
Ki of nicks in the bag, according to Dave (Word)
Caught in a daze of herb, the curb aura, the store orders
Old warrants, wild sons and lost daughters
I tell our story, every one of my recordings
It's all Smizzy, it's authentically authored
(You know) If it ain't about a dollar than what it is
(You know) I'm bout It bout It you'll find out when shit hits
(You know) It don't matter whatever angle it is
Know that money is the motive so I'm going to handle my
Once I get to flowing I'm gone it ain't no stopping me
Every time I spit a verse I inspire a prophecy
All my brothers is down to commit atrocities
When shit hit the fan they bust a Glock for me
For you I'll make a crowd move my brother since the scelly top
Never eat the cheese go to jail 'fore he tell a cop
Never catch feelings and beef over a silly thot
Check cheddar on any block check out on Milly rock
My nigga if I got it never you have to worry
Never too big for Bridges never you have to scurry
I'll take your children as my own if it's necessary
Heaven forbid it never happened 'til we' old and blurry
You know
We haffe' do whatever's necessary
Look at all the shit we done
Lucky we ain't dead already
Smoked out or locked up in the feds already
Let's get this paper try to make this life legendary
Ever you need my nigga we get it done
Your daughter is my niece Your nephew is my son
We walk down different paths We come together to stunt
We never settle for less my nigga since day one (You Know)
Been on the grind since the youngins was in the trap (You Know)
Let's get this money no studying this and that (You Know)
No matter how much we make keep it a stack
And you know we got them swammys when it's time to make em clap (Aye)
Ya dunno

Written by:
Avishalom Levi

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