Joey Fatts – Everybody Knows (feat. Jmsn & Curren$Y) (I’ll Call You Tomorrow II Album)

Some of my niggas just want degrees
I got her waitin’, she open, she’s trying to come and go

A boss at all cost
[Hook: JMSN]
I said only if he knew how much money I’m gettin’, nigga
Diamond pieces for my niece
Perfectin’ our roles over the years
Pacin’ around the villa in some Supreme slippers
Many people ended up lost
Say this the life of a don
Infatuated with laws, checks, and money rolls

People come and go, but everybody knows
Keep the baddest queen up under my arm
Seperating ourselves from our past
[Verse 1: Joey Fatts]
But everybody knows (because everybody knows)
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
And fell off, but I remain
Had my pops sick when I went spent 80 on this
That I’m fine without you
On the phone with my lawyer talkin’ about six figures
Swervin’ and swervin’, pushin’ a 6

That I’m fine without you
Help out all my dawgs
Kick it with the livin’, the dead ones live on

Don’t mistake the enigma, boy I’m a street nigga
Everybody knows, and I’m fine without you
Perfectin’ our roll over the yams
Yeah
Shiftin’ gears
Without mistaking, we blow it because it comes and go
Say its chess not checkers, baby
Yeah
Ain’t shit changed, yeah I’m still off 7th baby
I don’t think none of them wrong
He said I ain’t learned shit when he was movin’ these bricks
You probably think she a hoe, but she out a centerfold
That’s why, we here
God in these streets, these other niggas reverends, baby
Crazy pay from the verbal assault
Just educated, so these people like to deal with us
Seperatin’ ourselves from our peers
Was the plan, nigga
[Intro: Curren$y]

Depositin’ more cake in the vault
Uh…shit from my gas
Yeah

[Verse 2: Curren$y)
To the air conditioned Rolls Royce sedan
People come and go, but everybody knows
My niggas ask for guns and keys
This is why we here, still, with so
Shit so serious, man, project window, box fan
But everybody knows (because everybody knows)
Everybody knows, and I’m fine without you
[Hook: JMSN]
Made me a star, bought my daddy a car
Because a king shall fuck on a pawn
See their face in smoke traces from the bong
Through the songs