Curtis Williams - Shake 'Em Off lyrics

[Intro: Key!] n***as think they know about me ....Know about me [Hook: Key!] They think they know 'bout me They don't know me They got it figured out They know nun (nothing) at all I gotta Shake 'Em Off [x8] [Verse 1: Curtis Williams] In the drive thru, countin up a ticket Timeline full of gossip, these n***as done turned to b**hes Funny how they love you 'til you make it These rumors turn to facts and your partners become haters They don't know how much this sh** took How much I really give All the couches that was beds, we ain't have nowhere to live Put our all in this sh** In return that's what we got Screaming n***a f** the Feds, and them n***as trying to plot With my Bape Tee and my vans on Had to put them NIKES down Everyday we go shopping, so I guess that's why they don't like me now Throwed off of that Gin, my little brother about to roll up If you ain't talkin checks, then I bet that we don't show up These n***as ain't a hunnid (one hundred), I keep that sh** a hunnid [?] Tee I swear it costs me a couple hunnid These n***as ain't a hunnid, I keep that sh** a hunnid [?] Tee I swear it costs me a couple hunnid Swag [Hook: Key!] They think they know 'bout me They don't know me They got me figured out They know nun at all I gotta Shake 'Em Off [x8] [Verse 2: RetroJace] Eastside Eastside One time for that Eastside You know that's where I'm from, so I had to say it like three times In the whip, recline These n***as talk, I pay 'em no mind b**hes out here gold diggin', and I'm looking like a gold mine My Jays laced and my blunts laced Them cameras on so it's showtime Red Light Yellow Light Green Light and it's go time Me and Curt met back in '08, ganged up around '09 Took off in that same year, real n***as don't waste no time We were the ones that they called lame Now we're the ones that they call up Them n***as still talkin down, I bet it's cause we coming up We the ones who run the city Ya'll n***as the runner up Hustlin' in the winter time Try and sew the summer up I'm down by law, but I'm yellin three the hard way It's twenty n***as on the twenty-five, posted up in that hallway Still hustle, no crib, no [?] But they all know me And they asking who the f** are you It's careful if you don't know me [Hook: Key!] They think they know 'bout me They don't know me They got me figured out They know nun at all I gotta Shake 'Em Off [x8]