Act Like You Know - Joey Fatts

I built this shit up from the dirt

Tryna milk the game for what it’s worth

'Member grinding when my stomach hurt

But I ain’t cry about it cause it could be worse

Forty in my baby momma purse

She gon bust if I can’t grab it first

Widebody tryna grab your curb

Gettin' head while a nigga swerve

You ain’t hood, boy you from the burbs

You ain’t trapping, you just good with words

Rapping ass nigga, acting ass nigga

Can’t believe you niggas got the nerve

I do this shit for the streets

And my G homies on lockdown

Lil Fatts come straight out the East

Look a lil bro, man he hot now

Used to have work in the Honda

But now I pull up on my niggas in drops now

Glock out like Hotel Rwanda

These niggas want problems, we walking with mops now

VVS' in my watch now

Young nigga worth a lot now

And my daughter come from guap now

child

I ain’t for none of the games, so miss me with all of that bullshit

I just stay in my lane, tryna dodge til you book me

Hit up your block with that flame, smoke anybody looking

I can careless about fame

Still in the kitchen cooking dope, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

These streets is cold, nigga

So I’m a cold nigga

Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga

On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

These streets is cold, nigga

So I’m a cold nigga

Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga

On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

30i6 hit your ass from a scope

Always been a real nigga

Can’t tell you how it feel to be a hoe (nah)

And getting money now, but still the same nigga from before (yeah)

Didn’t know me, now these bitches out here acting like they know

Came from sleeping on floors

Now a young nigga packin' out shows (packin' out shows)

Through the pressure, boy I’m 10 toes

I’ma stay down, nigga can’t fold (no I can’t fold)

Really in the streets my nigga

Since Wallabee’s and Kango’s (since Kango’s)

Stay with my heat, I can’t go

I stay with my heat, I can’t go (no I can’t go)

Last year I caught a case

They tried to send me up the road (up the road)

Poppin' bottles of the Ace to celebrate a nigga home

Stackin' money out the way

If ain’t money leave me 'lone

Sellin' dope out a zone

I made a million off a phone

Classy new year

New Benz Coupe got a new gear

My bitch got a new ass and some new hair

But ain’t shit changed, nothin' new here

Say you don’t like a nigga, boy who cares

I’m gettin' bread by the loaf

Your bitch gon give me some throat

If you don’t know then act like you know

Act like you know, nigga

These streets is cold, nigga

So I’m a cold nigga

Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga

On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

Act like you know, nigga

These streets is cold, nigga

So I’m a cold nigga

Stackin' bread, duckin' feds, stayin' low, nigga

On they necks, demand respect, it’s cutthroat, nigga

Act like you know, nigga