Who knew (feat. BentleyBeez)

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Vahneil

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Ayy, I said, who knew, how this shit would be
Me and Bentley back to back, this not no middle man shit
I can tell by the way you moving, you gon change on me quick
But I'm not surprised, nigga, I was made for this shit
Feel the pain in this shit,
I can't leave my brother behind
On the grind, gotta get mine I ain't wasting time,
We gon' shine baby, stand in line, yeah, you been a fan
Who the man, nigga, I turn em off
Baby, know she fuckin' with a boss

Ayy, fuckin' with a boss every loss I took was a lesson
I ain't lettin' up, what the f*ck they thought?
I was back then, poppin' shit, now I'm glowin' up
Everybody in the city like, damn, he gone up
Goddamn, he ain't slowin' up, no
I ain't slowin' down for shit
I need ice around my fuckin' neck this shit gon' hurt my wrist
My girl got passport, stamps from Africa that's what it is,
Petty hoes they gon' gossip
But you know I'm the one gon' pop it Ayy,
Please don't speak on my name I swear to God, I'll go insane
Ayy, he tried to diss, it didn't work
Damn, he just want fame
Ayy, free Chosen, out the chain gang
Money, cash, moolah, whatever you call it we on the same thing
I'ma come through, let my nuts hang

Ayy, I said, who knew, how this shit would be
Me and Bentley back to back, this not no middle man shit
I can tell by the way you moving, you gon change on me quick
But I'm not surprised, nigga, I was made for this shit
Feel the pain in this shit,
I can't leave my brother behind
On the grind, gotta get mine I ain't wasting time,
We gon' shine baby, stand in line, yeah, you been a fan
Who the man, nigga, I turn em off
Baby, know she fuckin' with a boss

Think I'm better, take her on a trip, you better fly us
I barely come outside, and I don't be outside much
Stay up out the way until my time come
Niggas fake like rhinestones
She like drugs, so try some
Kinda ratchet, fight sum
All these niggas my sons I'm the big ol' dun-dun
Tell me, tap in, won't come
He's outta here, home run
Police come, won't say nothin'
Have you ever red rum
Mama look at your son
Say he always been the one
Say he really come from nothin'
Stand on business, he on point
He know me, but I don't know boy
Ain't no pickin' sides doggy, I'ma go on and make the choice
Played it over a couple times
She say she love to hear my voice

Ayy, I said, who knew, how this shit would be
Me and Bentley back to back, this not no middle man shit
I can tell by the way you moving, you gon change on me quick
But I'm not surprised, nigga, I was made for this shit
Feel the pain in this shit,
I can't leave my brother behind
On the grind, gotta get mine I ain't wasting time,
We gon' shine baby, stand in line, yeah, you been a fan
Who the man, nigga, I turn em off
Baby, know she fuckin' with a boss

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