Everybody Knows - Joey Fatts, Curren$y, JMSN

Everybody Knows - Joey Fatts, Curren$y, JMSN

Альбом
I'll Call You Tomorrow II
Год
2017
Язык
`English`
Длительность
167120

Below is the lyrics of the song Everybody Knows , artist - Joey Fatts, Curren$y, JMSN with translation

Lyrics " Everybody Knows "

Original text with translation

Everybody Knows

Joey Fatts, Curren$y, JMSN

Uh… shit from my gas

Seperating ourselves from our past

Perfectin' our roll over the yams

That’s why, we here

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Pacin' around the villa in some Supreme slippers

On the phone with my lawyer talkin' about six figures

Don’t mistake the enigma, boy I’m a street nigga

Just educated, so these people like to deal with us

Infatuated with laws, checks, and money rolls

Without mistaking, we blow it because it comes and go

I got her waitin', she open, she’s trying to come and go

You probably think she a hoe, but she out a centerfold

Say this the life of a don

Keep the baddest queen up under my arm

Because a king shall fuck on a pawn

Say its chess not checkers, baby

God in these streets, these other niggas reverends, baby

Ain’t shit changed, yeah I’m still off 7th baby

Swervin' and swervin', pushin' a 6

Had my pops sick when I went spent 80 on this

He said I ain’t learned shit when he was movin' these bricks

I said only if he knew how much money I’m gettin', nigga

Yeah

But everybody knows (because everybody knows)

Everybody knows, and I’m fine without you

People come and go, but everybody knows

That I’m fine without you

[Verse 2: Curren$y)

Yeah

Shiftin' gears

Seperatin' ourselves from our peers

Perfectin' our roles over the years

This is why we here, still, with so

Many people ended up lost

And fell off, but I remain

A boss at all cost

Depositin' more cake in the vault

Crazy pay from the verbal assault

Made me a star, bought my daddy a car

Diamond pieces for my niece

My niggas ask for guns and keys

Some of my niggas just want degrees

Help out all my dawgs

I don’t think none of them wrong

Kick it with the livin', the dead ones live on

Through the songs

See their face in smoke traces from the bong

Shit so serious, man, project window, box fan

To the air conditioned Rolls Royce sedan

Was the plan, nigga

Yeah

But everybody knows (because everybody knows)

Everybody knows, and I’m fine without you

People come and go, but everybody knows

That I’m fine without you

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