Lil Bibby - If You Knew lyrics

rate me

This is about real as it’s gone get

Gotta feed the streets, they say they need some more shit

Gangbanging Bibby, yeah, I’m back on my old shit

Million needs nigga just because the flows sick

It’s levels to this shit, 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

Shit as simple as this, Bibby got nicks and they look like dimes

Why the fuck 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 nigga shit, I ain't lying in my raps

Bibby spit raw, have your mind full of crack

Niggas 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 niggas got the strip hot

I’ll fuck around and buy a new block

Call bro if you do rocks, I know some killers, when they see me they say what’s up

Niggas on that tuff stuff

That'll get you fucked 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 shit that I go through

Look at all the shit that I go through

You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you

Look at all the shit that I go through

Look at all the shit that I go through

See, I been thinking about giving up, niggas been switching up

They hating, they want beef but niggas 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

Niggas looking like they want us to spark some shit

Until they found them boys slumped up in the yard and shit

I used to hustle hard for kicks and shit

Youngin' running around hitting licks and shit

Now I sit down with the plug and talk bricks and shit

I’m from the slums, man, how did I get to this

And it’s 10 K for a show, nigga, and I’m straight from the go, nigga

Ask around, they know nigga, we come through, get low, nigga

I’m all about this dough, nigga, don’t fuck around with no broke niggas

I don’t think they was listening but I swear to God I told niggas

You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you

Look at all the shit that I go through

Look at all the shit that I go through

You should, too, if you knew what this game would do to you

Look at all the shit that I go through

Look at all the shit that I go through