TG Kommas - I Know lyrics

[Intro: TG Kommas] Huh, huh Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh (Huh) [?], huh Turn up Huh [Verse 1: 42 Dugg] Youngin' of the mob, I grew up just tryna take some Made five hunnid thousand in a month, these ni**as hatin' on me I be in the streets, ain't really have no time chill, for real Get twenty a verse, so why the fu*k you sellin' pills and pints? You gon' let me live my life or not? Still do this sh*t for mines Last ni**a that mentioned me got hit in the street, he in the box Sorry they took your chain, ni**a, like, why you still claim ni**as? [?], we ain't the same, ni**a I'm just tryna get my bag, move boys while I'm in the A I been thuggin', wе had them drugs since the ninth gradе R.I.P. my uncle Recey, it's a cold world, I'm anemic I was finna get the Harley, end up gettin' sis' the Beamer [Chorus: TG Kommas] Huh Pop a Perc', I feel a vibe (Huh) Since a jit, been runnin' wild (Huh) Jump right off the porch and I told momma, "I don't want no job" (Turn up) I want a trap house with a Glock-9 or a .45 (Yeah, yeah) I'ma trap hard 'til the nighttime (Yeah, yeah) We been down bad for a long time I know, huh Know they get starstruck when they see a ni**a, like, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And they see the ice hittin' when they see a ni**a (What? Huh) Oh, you a young ni**a, you turnt up, I know (Turn up) Yeah, b*tch, I know (Turn up, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: TG Kommas] Yeah, huh, oh you a young ni**a, he turnt up (Huh) You got the racks all with the gun tucked (Yeah) A ni**a move wrong, get bussed up (Yeah, pow) ni**a hatin' on me, ain't answer me Then I grind hard, I locked up (What?) b*tch, I grinned harder, I'm shinin' harder (Yeah, yeah) That's prolly why they hate us, I know Yeah, huh, ni**a got trap house and it big boom (Yeah, yeah) Get the pack in and the pack move (Yeah) But if the pack movin', then the sack movin' (What?) Run the sack up, yeah, I'm gettin' to it (Yeah, yeah) Got these ni**as that they can't do (Yeah) What I counted up and I ran through it And the neighbors say, "It's too many cars in the road" (Turn up) Yeah, huh, welcome to the trap house Where we get 'em in for the low Yeah, huh, supposed to be a trap house But this b*tch small like the stove (Huh, huh, huh) Yeah, huh, money steady comin' in (Yeah) And it's pilin' up, like, woah (Woah-oah-oah) I'm just young, ni**a, and I'm turnt up, I know [Chorus: TG Kommas] Huh Pop a Perc', I feel a vibe (Huh) Since a jit, been runnin' wild (Huh) Jump right off the porch and I told momma, "I don't want no job" (Turn up) I want a trap house with a Glock-9 or a .45 (Yeah, yeah) I'ma trap hard 'til the nighttime (Yeah, yeah) We been down bad for a long time I know, huh Know they get starstruck when they see a ni**a, like, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And they see the ice hittin' when they see a ni**a (What? Huh) Oh, you a young ni**a, you turnt up, I know (Turn up) Yeah, b*tch, I know (Turn up, yeah, yeah)