Propain - All I Kno lyrics

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Propain - All I Kno lyrics

[Verse 1: Slim Thug] We used to stand on the corner banging that UGK If you see some feens don't hesitate to send them my way I got a pocket full of stones Diamonds against the wood Stay ridin' dirty when I was flippin' through my hood Back then me and my n***a Z was sellin' that drank We was sittin' on gallons, 400 of paint Gettin' bank on Gulf Bank, ridin' drop down the Ave Since I was a child I had dream of ridin' slabs Wasn't thinking about Bentleys, couldn't see that far sh** even in my dreams, I couldn't see that car They say if you aim for the moon You might land in the stars Now look at me I'm living in the land of the stars(right) Rovers and audemars mansions and penthouses Went back bought my hood and made them all my rent houses Still serving and collecting Went from trappin' to rappin' However it gotta get done We gone make it happen [Hook: Propain] Riding to the finish line Out here grinding till its dinner time Too fresh, bouta ball n***a came from nothing Stood up on my own two We ain't got jumping maine, its all I know Man it's all that I know Know these f** n***as, f**em all that's all that I know [Verse 2: Propain] Dreams of throwing forgiatos on the Rover truck Thousand dollars like a million when you're broke as f** My generation wild n***a ain't no hope for us Just peers and liquor all then I sizzle That's the only escape till you sober up That paper all that I need f** Had them all stealing had sh** from h to all of my jeans And if that alarms sounding my tape all that they see f** 12 i know its at g If I went to school with that off brand Them f** boys gone be laughing at me Laughing at me So now we're fly With that paper lookin' like moon and stars Far away went from polo shirts up to booster cars Chop shop, chop shop and our dollars up So back then if you came outside and if your sh** was missing It was probably us Then the tables turned Falling off a move was slipping i was lighting em up At the same time got a phone call That them b**h n***as shot my bra Now the whole hood hot as f** Got them hoe haeds hot at us Crash told me bout smash em all So verse to verse The same thousand ain't sh** When yo trying to get the millions Propain made the bread Started from the bottom lookin at the ceiling And all my n***as grubbin with me Young legend in the f**ing city Seen it all back to the wall Top down and then f** them all [Hook: Propain]

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