Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

I Know (Freestyle)

Ha ha, you ain't nothin' you say you is

Just let everyone know

Uh, just know that I know, I know, I know

The streets; they fallin' strong

Just know that I know

Uh, fuck them

Nigga, you know I know

They know Flocka got these streets, fuck this industry

I know he fakin', fuck his feature, won't get shit from me

A lot of rappers see before supporter

They just mirrors full of smoke, they ghosts, they can't afford it

You give the streets a bad name, you can't fill these shoes

No, you don't really live that life, who you tryin' to fool?

I'm the type that you call to get you chain back

You the type to go out of town and get your chain snatched

I'm the type to get some money, all my niggas' good

You the type to turn your back, that's a bad look

How you real, don't put no money on your But you buy a bitch Chanel just to hit the pussy

I lost some niggas in this shit, got some inner fans

I been up and felt some droughts, I done lost some bread

Know how it feel to be fucked up, can't even hold your head

But you ain't really in this shit, so you won't understand

You don't know how it feel to put your life on the line

For your niggas when this beef like, "Fuck the other side"

You ain't that nigga you say you is, boy, I know your kind

You the type to hit the cups, scared to throw your sign

Pussy-ass nigga, ha ha, fuck-nigga, I see you

God, it was poppin', man, homie, what's up, bro?

B.S. and we in this bitch, man

Down south criminals, man

You know how we rockin', man

Big homie shit, man

I'm in the hood, I'm in the raids

I'm overseas, I'm in America, I'm in China

I'm in London, I'm in Africa, I'm in Australia

Nigga, I'm everywhere, partner, what you up to?

Bank accounts in, like, seven different fuckin' countries, man

I'm eatin', man