What You Know Bout Love - Pop Smoke

(Brother Talking over FaceTime)Aye gang Say gang I love you my dawg You feel me everything going cool everything going cordial man I like what you doing keep your head up keep rapping keep enforcing them niggas Keep stepping on these niggas necks You feel me don't stop nigga You the ticket of the streets we need you out here on gang What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain I got love for nobody cause people support me the least They tell you they love you and leave My heart been froze I don't know who I could trust I don't know who I could Keep And my heart been broke cause I don't know who's telling lies I don't know who to believe Bitch who is he He walk up to fast on me then ima reach ... Bah And I'm blowing He don't believe me then bitch ima show em Don't got time to stop in this bitch so I'm going The hater gon hate they say what they say But it ain't gon stop me from doing what I'm doing And it ain't gon stop me from going where I'm going And I will not be here for long Stacking my paper I ain't got no time for my haters can't wait til I say that I'm on I lost myself and it's been a minute Say she love when I hit but I barely hit it We wear fallen soldiers on the back of Fitteds If we want a bucket we attack and get it And she hand me the purse cause the strap is in it Cause she know I'm on go I'm that type of nigga Guess she already knowing my type of living But I guess she don't know that I'm tired with it Cause this shit it could make you insane Whole lotta pain yeah we get sad and we mad but we charge that shit to the game Bitch mind your business and stay in your lane Everything that I worked for done went up in flames And it made me a beast and I cannot be tamed what you know about pain What you know about pain I'm from the trenches where niggas get deep and they cannot be saved I'm from the trenches just me and my brother and mother ain't nobody give us a thing What you know about pain this shit make you stronger and stronger If not then you going insane What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain What you know about pain the feeling like you had enough But you can't do shit but do drugs You going broke you pull off some robbings and mugs To make sure your family up We color divided white people call me thugs I swear to god I need a hug What you know about pain yeah What you know about pain

Yung Ting, you goin' crazy I'ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks? What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? Huh What you know, nigga? What you know, nigga? My niggas in the pen, but I keep lead Tired of the same nigga, he ain't change yet Do my own drugs and then I fade off, ayy Hate is in the air just like a coin toss, ayy NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y'all, ayy And my bank account look like a phone number, ayy Police at my door, I don't wanna talk I rep that bird, they say, "We know you a gang member" My shoes cost a car note and your rent together They might not feel my new shit, I'm on another level I'm fuckin' on a white bitch, she a fan of Clever Codeine in my tea, hope I don't waste it in a Tesla If I shoot my shot, I bet I wet her They don't know the times I was slidin' with Mega If Fred wasn't dead, we'd probably be together Pissin' haters off, my next chain gon' be yellow I don't think I could get realer, ayy Then I think I would get real love Put her face up in a pillow Dick her down and I get rid of her I'ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks? What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? Huh What you know, nigga? What you know, nigga? My niggas in the pen, but I keep lead Tired of the same nigga, he ain't change yet Do my own drugs and then I fade off, ayy Hate is in the air just like a coin toss, ayy NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y'all, ayy And my bank account look like a phone number, ayy Police at my door, I don't wanna talk I rep that bird, they say, "We know you a gang member" She straight up out the 'jects, yeah, put her in a foreign Supply all the ammo to 1600 army I didn't fuck that ho because I knew she wasn't worth me Fake love, real hate, I do not know which one is worse to me Go, go, go, go, I just want you to be, yeah, ayy You don't know my story, I wish that y'all can see half My lyrics, breakin' out of rehab, my flow dope, nigga No money, still runnin' with my old niggas I can't forget I'm still dealin' with my old issues I'm thinkin' deep, one day we all gotta go, nigga How the fuck you let that hate sit in your soul, nigga? Even all them times that I was tired, I still rode with you I'm off Roxies and I ain't never seen Tigger

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now