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Trill, where the fuck you at? They don't know what I know They only know what I done told 'em They don't know They don't know They don't know They don't know what I know They only know what I done told 'em Don't like expressing myself but Imma expose her If I read you my diary keep my secrets the closest Fake love show, when you 'bout to blow He about that lil hoe, somebody control her Seven in the morning nigga I'm in * the still I know money is coming I'm not worried 'bout your deal Either we be station at the trap or we won't will What you know 'bout shootouts, bullets flying past your ear I thank God I'm still here, I made it thru your will * I ask for forgiving 'Cause I know I've been living in the wrong, forgive me If you never do it we do not belong, they envy That's why we will never get along, real life shit What I spit through the microphone One night shit no wifing * She won't let me fuck her, that's okay I sent her home Letras de cancionesYou acting like a hoe so come with me lets be some hoes After I go Danny I go phantom I go ghost They don't know what I know They only know what I done told 'em Don't like expressing myself but Imma expose her If I read you my diary keep my secrets the closest Fake love show, when you 'bout to blow He about that lil hoe, somebody control her Seven in the morning nigga I'm in * the still I know money is coming I'm not worried 'bout your deal From Letras Mania