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Artiste : Kevin Gates
Titre : Know Better
You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
You should know better
Do it all for my dogs, everyday goin´ hard, I´m a winner

You should know better
Used to dream about a mil
Now we gettin´ it for real
Shoulda left you right there where I met you
You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
I´m a bread winner

Gettin´ it in, gotta win, we not kickin´ it
Bread winner team, we sick and we live with it
Whippin´ machines equipped with a fridge in it
We the connect, we not bout to mention it
We with the shit, no talkin´, we finish it
Some say I´m ignorant
Mecca, we touchin´ September, I´m making my pilgrimage (Allahu Akbar)
Maybe I´m different
Looked at you like you were special, you not even build for this

UFOs in the crush Gates
So when it´s up niggas goin´ nuts
Big shit tucked, toolie on clutch
Pockets on lump, free my nigga Lump
Goin´ out dumb
Engine on run
Thuggin´ in the slums
Thumbin´ through the hun´s
Separate the ones
(Somebody called a riot?)
My daughter get the violets
Break bread, slidin´, lay up in the Hyde
Room too expensive
Motel 6 and bitch quit trippin´
Niggas in feelin´s
Wait don´t wait, forklift liftin´
Brasi gon´ fix the trap up, vision

You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
You should know better
Do it all for my dogs, everyday goin´ hard, I´m a winner
You should know better
Used to dream about a mil
Now we gettin´ it for real
Shoulda left you right there where I met you
You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
I´m a bread winner

Hey man what you talkin´ bout? Man just do you Gates
There it is

Dabbed in, front pockets stuffed

Money look like we been doin´ lunges
Raised up in the blunt, I´m doin´ crunches
Tattooed all over my stomach
Out in London talkin´ to Big London
Stand up in they chest, okay I love you
Niggas hatin´, wait I´m doin´ numbers
In they feelin´s, tell ´em I say fuck ´em
Hold up, wait, tell ´em that I love ´em
We could go, we had a discussion
Fame tend to blind the people on the side of you like you never mean nothin´
Focus on brand new things
Tryna show my children how to hustle
Teach ´em how to trust one another
All we got is us and your mother
Fall down, get back up again
Lose it all right before you win
Kevin man, you messin´ up your gift

Shit like this be hard to come again
Fall bad, I know I admit it
Real struggle, I don´t ever quit it
Thinkin´ back when I ain´t have a cent
Back when I ain´t have a shit to give

You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
You should know better
Do it all for my dogs, everyday goin´ hard, I´m a winner
You should know better
Used to dream about a mil
Now we gettin´ it for real
Shoulda left you right there where I met you
You shoulda known when it comes to the dough I´ma get it
I´m a bread winner

She spoken to me bruh. Yeah she spoken to me you know "I´m sorry bruh I like this shit, you heard me?" Shit bothered me
I´m a bread winner