All I Kno

[Verse 1: Slim Thug] We used to stand on the corner banging that UGK If you see some feens don't hesitate to send them my way I got a pocket full of stones Diamonds against the wood Stay ridin' dirty when I was flippin’ through my hood Back then me and my nigga Z was sellin' that drank We was sittin' on gallons, 400 of paint Gettin' bank on Gulf Bank, ridin' drop down the Ave Since I was a child I had dream of ridin' slabs Wasn't thinking about Bentleys, couldn’t see that far Shit even in my dreams, I couldn’t see that car They say if you aim for the moon You might land in the stars Now look at me I’m living in the land of the stars(right) Rovers and audemars mansions and penthouses Went back bought my hood and made them all my rent houses Still serving and collecting Went from trappin' to rappin' However it gotta get done We gone make it happen [Hook: Propain] Riding to the finish line Out here grinding till its dinner time Too fresh, bouta ball nigga came from nothing Stood up on my own two We ain’t got jumping maine, its all I know Man it's all that I know Know these fuck niggas, fuckem all that's all that I know [Verse 2: Propain] Dreams of throwing forgiatos on the Rover truck Thousand dollars like a million when you're broke as fuck My generation wild nigga ain't no hope for us Just peers and liquor all then I sizzle That's the only escape till you sober up That paper all that I need Fuck Had them all stealing had shit from h to all of my jeans And if that alarms sounding my tape all that they see Fuck 12 i know its at g If I went to school with that off brand Them fuck boys gone be laughing at me Laughing at me So now we’re fly With that paper lookin’ like moon and stars Far away went from polo shirts up to booster cars Chop shop, chop shop and our dollars up So back then if you came outside and if your shit was missing It was probably us Then the tables turned Falling off a move was slipping i was lighting em up At the same time got a phone call That them bitch niggas shot my bra Now the whole hood hot as fuck Got them hoe haeds hot at us Crash told me bout smash em all So verse to verse The same thousand ain’t shit When yo trying to get the millions Propain made the bread Started from the bottom lookin at the ceiling And all my niggas grubbin with me Young legend in the fucking city Seen it all back to the wall Top down and then fuck them all [Hook: Propain]