Oh, Oh, Oh
What you know about love?
What you know about us?
What you know about killin'?
What you know about healin'?
What you know about love?
What you know about pain?
What you know about drugs?
What you know about drank?
What you know about death?
What you know about faith?
What you know about Bently's?
What you know about fame?
I been totin' this Glock, keep it on my waist
What you know about morals?
What you know about taste?
What you know about me? Not a got damn thang
You just judge by what you heard but that shit be lame
Nigga fuck fame, nigga fuck fame
Lotta shit on my brain, on my brain
What you know about hard times, 'bout rain
What you know about yo' own niggas slidin' on you ain't nothin' the same
She know that she poppin'
Hundreds in my pocket
Tell me what you want from me, you know that I got it
Don't tell me 'bout that fake shit, tell me bout that real shit
You ain't gotta hide it, tell me how you feelin'
What you know about love? hmm
What you know about us? ohh
What you know about killin'?
What you know about healin'?
What you know about love?
What you know about pain?
What you know about drugs?
What you know about drank?
What you know about death?
What you know about faith?
What you know about Bently's?
What you know about fame?
I been totin' this Glock, keep it on my waist
What you know about morals?
What you know about taste?
What you know about me? Not a got damn thang
You just judge by what you heard but that shit be lame
(Car turning over)
Fuck
(Phone ringing)
Aye G-Rod, my grandma car just died
I'm over here at Monty house bruh
You think you could come give me a jump?
Alright, yep. Good look
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