Lil Bibby - If You Knew lyrics

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Lil Bibby - If You Knew lyrics

This is about real as it's gone get Gotta feed the streets, they say they need some more sh** Gangbanging Bibby, yeah, I'm back on my old sh** Million needs n***a just because the flows sick It's levels to this sh**, that 40 dig graves like a shovel on my hip I get the work on my kinect all on my dick Haters come around wonder how I make it flip sh** as simple as this, Bibby got nicks and they look like dimes Why the f** you think the fiends ain't hitting your line Waste no time, it's show time, I'm gonna grind I'm doing fine, these haters hate and I don't mind Riding with the mack, curtains on the Ghost, I'm just hiding in the back New street sweeper wipe your guys off the map We the hottest out, y'all blind to the fact Real n***a sh**, I ain't lying in my raps Bibby spit raw, have your mind full of crack sponsored links n***as gonna hate, never mind them of that You can't be the only one behind all of that 10 K for my new watch, riding around with my new Glock White shawn on speed just press through and get you shot 100 grand for my new spot, y'all n***as got the strip hot I'll f** around and buy a new block Call bro if you do rocks, I know some k**ers, when they see me they say what's up n***as on that tuff stuff That'll get you f**ed up, actually get you touched up Money call him right now, shorty you done locked up Gotta get my bucks up You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you Look at all the sh** that I go through Look at all the sh** that I go through You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you Look at all the sh** that I go through Look at all the sh** that I go through See, I been thinking about giving up, n***as been switching up They hating, they want beef but n***as ain't big enough That's not what I rhyme for so I ain't got time for Whenever I hit the stage all you hear is that encore My money up, look at my chain, look at my car, look at my wrist Look at my squad, you see them toys, look at our hips n***as looking like they want us to spark some sh** Until they found them boys slumped up in the yard and sh** I used to hustle hard for kicks and sh** Youngin' running around hitting licks and sh** Now I sit down with the plug and talk bricks and sh** I'm from the slums, man, how did I get to this And it's 10 K for a show, n***a, and I'm straight from the go, n***a Ask around, they know n***a, we come through, get low, n***a I'm all about this dough, n***a, don't f** around with no broke n***as I don't think they was listening but I swear to God I told n***as You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you Look at all the sh** that I go through Look at all the sh** that I go through You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you Look at all the sh** that I go through Look at all the sh** that I go through