[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TNT)
I know I
I know I
Yeah, I know I
Uh, yeah
Fuck the goofies man, fuck the roofies

[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know n***as talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone

[Verse 1]
I don't wanna talk, so I won't text back or answer the phone
Got this money to think about and a couple zips I gotta get gone
Need a green dot, I gotta put some money on the phone
VellLoc ain't make it home, so I put his name in all of my songs
Fuck the goofy dissing, when I see him, I hop out, crack his dome
Sliding 'bout my brother, don't give a fuck if they be right or wrong
I don't trust no other 'cause I know some n***as backdoor, hope you know
I ball with cutters, Glizzy all black, all my folk is two-tone
And I'm getting tired of all these lil' faking-ass n***as, struggle really made us
Saying that you sliding, whole time you was lying, they knowing my name 'cause I played cuz
Fuck dropping a dime, I won't drop a penny, I get in that room and I say nothing
Called my brother crying, told him smoke's around, [?][1:13]
[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know n***as talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone

[Verse 2]
Reminiscing bout them pictures, posted with my n***as
It fucked me up how they took Manman, I wish I was with you
Was just outside posted, getting fried, talking 'bout copping hemis
I mix the Henny with Red Bull for you, I pour out liquor
Can't tell me shit about my partners, you wasn't thugging with 'em
Can't show no love, tried to set me up, fucked up my trust with n***as
But I can't lie, brothers all I got, still love a couple n***as
But the rest, fuck 'em, I see 'em, hop out and buck at n***as
My brothers gone, can't bring 'em back, they don't know the pain I feel
Eight-trey-treys and ecstasy, I love popping pills
If you got smoke, don't get caught down bad lacking in that field
'Cause I know n***as lurk like me, I know how pressure feel
I keep my heat, won't let a pussy put me in the dirt
But if he do, it's meant to be 'cause God seen it first
I still got visions when I seen my squad hit in that hearse
Been struggling for so long, feel like my soul cursed
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I got a lot of stories to keep and they still untold
And I got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I know n***as talking out they neck, but they hoes
And you can't judge what I do if you don't really know
And I got some false partners, if they get caught, they gon' fold
But I still remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone

[Outro]
I know I brung a lot of problems, I ain't have a lot of clothes
And I
Got a lot of smoke, but I got a lot of poles
And I
Judge what I do if you don't really know
And I
Remain solid, squad here still standing strong
And everything I say be facts, so you can hear it in my tone