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knowledge - lakeside quan lyrics

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hook:
he tried to take off wit my sack like this sh*t was sweet but nah this sh*t ain’t sweet
lil jay run him down he faster than me, he swear he got pounds he cappin’ on g
i heard it’s pressure out there on the other side, okay its time to get up, them yg’s known to slide
i miss the projects but now i’m on to better things, yeah im making project and i just told (?)
cause i know he a hothead (?), proceed with cautious my n*ggas totin’ rockets

verse 1:
fa fa fa gon’ lay his ass down, word thru the city that bit got some bodies but yeah, that don’t mean nothing to me
she told you that she celibate, but yeah really she hot sh*t on me
ay i got a glock with a beam, ay i threw the glock at rakeem so he can go pop
after he shot him my n*gga was shocked, my n*gga was shocked
salute to my pops cause after he left i got on the block
say free all the opps, i got n*ggas who step and they ready to rock
i said free all the opps, i got n*ggas who step and they ready to rock

hook:
he tried to take off wit my sack like this sh*t was sweet but nah this sh*t ain’t sweet
lil jay run him down he faster than me, he swear he got pounds he cappin’ on g
i heard it’s pressure out there on the other side, okay its time to get up, them yg’s known to slide

verse 2:
jit i’m slanging knowledge, (?) triple k that’s how we rockin’
i know she got my kid but everyday she on that thot sh*t
i know cause i be watchin’, this sh*t getting outta pocket, ay
but f*ck it, i just want money, glock to his tummy we can’t catch him than we gettin’ his mommy
ay, i’m bringing the heat, glock to his face he better not speak
you better think twice ’bout upping on me, spin bend like (?)
spin bend like (?)
hook:
he tried to take off wit my sack like this sh*t was sweet but nah this sh*t ain’t sweet
lil jay run him down he faster than me, he swear he got pounds he cappin’ on g
i heard it’s pressure out there on the other side, okay its time to get up, them yg’s known to slide

verse 3:
that forty’ll turn a n*gga to a sprinter, don’t care what you doin’ you better not kiss him
got n*ggas thats locked down in the system their brothers and sisters they miss them
they got me ridin’ round with a pistol i catch them i (?), they got me ridin’ round with a pistol i catch them i (?)
i act a fool dawg, i just wanna know who is you oh you from duval
shawty know she all old news don’t let her fool y’all, posted in the no with a tool so it’s screw y’all, so it’s screw y’all
pistol to his back i want all the money, shawty say she love me but
nah, i ain’t gon’ crash like a dummy, ay chasin’ that bag got me running
like why is you laughin it funny, i gave her the d*ck
i switcheroo her with a (?) ayy

hook:
he tried to take off wit my sack like this sh*t was sweet but nah this sh*t ain’t sweet
lil jay run him down he faster than me, he swear he got pounds he cappin’ on g
i heard it’s pressure out there on the other side, okay its time to get up, them yg’s known to slide

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