I Thought You Knew - Emilio Rojas

I don’t gotta tell nobody shit, where I’m going, where I been

Who I’m with, what I did, I ain’t answering for shit

I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew

I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew

I don’t gotta tell nobody shit, where I’m going, where I been

Who I’m with, what I did, I ain’t answering for shit

I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew

I though you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew

Won’t be broke cause I’mma be paid, I ain’t fucking with a pre-paid

I’m in a nice whip that make necks break when we driving on the freeway

I got bank rolls in them eves sake, leather belts in that briefcase

Celebrating out each day like I just hit a sweepstakes

Keep the faith but I’m playing God, I don’t get down with a lame facade

And I’mma take the Roc from out the bottom and may I never stop

Till the day that I make it hot, when I’m in the mood, I drop Dowing art

Shoot it in twos like it was Noah’s ark and fuck people who don’t got no regard

Of what a Spic can do besides mow a lawn, yeah, I show 'em all

I don’t give a damn about knowing y’all and I don’t know

If y’all would get so involved if you gotta pay what you owe us y’all

I wait for cheddar even if it take forever

Getting paid is like my ex’s period, it’s better late than never

I’m from a city where people are crazy so they gon' aim Barettas

And nothing gon' change, every day they gon' wake with the same vendettas

I’m after making the type of paper that you gotta weigh to measure

I keep the scale in my safe whenever

And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to

And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to

And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to

And if you tell them bitches twice, I ain’t tell them bitches to, why?

I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew, I thought you knew

I be out all night with a bad bitch by me

No Gucci Gucci, no Lil B, no bullshit satisfy me

We in the streets, we got war drums just like Aqupabi, get to town

Ain’t know where I stay because your girlfriend in my lobby

Give a pound, met her in the lounge, all the women in

They be gathering around, get 'em out, stack it in the counts

Doing good shows and I pack it in and bounce

Hold up though, wait a minute, just saw Kreayshawn’s naked pictures

Could have been her baby pictures, I was looking at 'em

I’m like little titses, huh?

I’m getting mines, sitting on

I’m at the finish line, if you 29 and still pitching dimes

Think it’s time for you to get a job, I be in the OTB

Blowing all that DOE, I be like ODB with that EBT

Went around town with your PYT in the land of opportunity

Yeah, I’m riding dirty and the crew with me

Money talk, I got foreign paper and the shit it say be confusing me

I’m doing it, I ain’t moving, I’m maneuvering

And you save it for me, got two of them but I thought you knew that shit