Dave East - All I Know lyrics

[Produced by Jahlil Beats] [Intro] Spent a lot of night and a lot of days hoping I get that work on [Hook] Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap [Verse 1: Dave East] Running [?] hundred on your head, fill your top with lead Far from fed All my n***as starving, stomach feeling dead Feeling fresh, I don't know bout you but I can make it back Take a pack, bring it to the hood, bet I make a stack Harlem's own, smokers call my phone when they want a fix I can spit but I'm still up in the trap, I want a brick Call my bluff, I just need some d**, tired of being broke f** the fame, got a lot of aim, let 'em see the scope Bedroom full of white girl, let 'em see the coke Rip a ounce right before I bounce, gotta flee the coast b**hes know I can get it quick, all my sh** legit On the strip tryna make it flip, started out with nicks Got the dimes coming from my [?] I seen a lot of crime Out my mind, you, you better watch your moms All of me giving all I got, now I'm calling shots Ballet pick my parking spot, shots light up the parking lot [Hook] Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap [Verse 2: Tray Pizzy] Back back, dare a n***a front, hit 'em with the pump With the sh**s gun'll eat a clip, take a sh** and dump What you want, I can promise n***a it ain't this duck Dip you a burger n***a I can get you flipped, get you clipped I can get you hit, all I know is clap n***a Brick half quarter chicken, all I know is trap n***a Bottle, zip it, seal it get it, all I know is bag n***a You a b**h, you be in the crib, you just rap n***a Trap lord, no Ferg bi, name a drug and I served it My named good and I earned it They had the knob down and I turned it Tried school but I ain't learned sh** Kept it gully, that fern sh** Silence lambs, they ain't heard sh** Yoga flame and I burn sh** n***as wack, told 'em give it, y'all was murdered once RIP Chinx, Riot Squad, word to Ferguson f** your man raps, tell 'em that, I ain't heard of son Broke & Trippy, neighborhood, b**h I know you heard of 'em [Hook] Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap Selling packs, youngin got a strap, tryna make it back Home, got the crome, at your dome, lay a n***a flat Play it back, youngin in the front counting up twenty racks In the trap, all I know is trap, all I know is trap [Outro]