Thought I Knew Songtext
von MO3

Zack say this what they want, yeah
(HoodWithAnotha1)

My partner told me that he loved a bitch
I said, "Say no more, she off limits" (for real)
But he told mines that I′m cheating (huh?)
'Cause he tryna fuck, he trippin′ (what?)
I'll never put dick in my partner bitch, God is my witness (on God)
He drug my name for the pussy (uh)
'Posed to be my nigga (ha)

Homicide on my phone line for investigation ′bout a killing (sir)
I can′t tell you who did it (nah)
But I can tell you I'm gettin′ it (I'm gettin′ it)
Bought an AP, matching Cuban link
Hunnid bands for them bitches (blaow)
I was broke, but I fixed it, yeah
Something like Bob the Builder, yеah


If you my nigga, then be my nigga
I ain't tryna be in compеtition, yeah
Shaking hands with my opposition
You being friendly, that shit is dead
Gotta stand on what you said
DM′d her and got left on read
Now that ho wanna give me neck
'Cause I'm on and stacked up my bread (stuck up my bread)

That′s why I′m solo (solo)
Messy bitches, they want pictures, takin' photos (photos)
That shit dead
Fuck being faithful, these are facts
′Cah these hoes be texting two or three niggas
That's that on that

I thought I knew who you was
I thought I knew who I loved
Found out the shit wasn′t real
I must be dumb as they come
Protect your name with all I had
But you took mine through the mud
We got this shit out the mud
I guess it was what it was


I thought I knew who you was
I thought I knew who I loved
Found out the shit wasn't real
I must be dumb as they come
Protect your name with all I had
But you took mine through the mud
We got this shit out the mud
I guess it was what it was

If you ain′t never snaked your friend
Then say, "Hell yeah" (hell yeah)
Hell yeah (hell yeah)
If you stayed solid 'til the end, say, "Hell yeah"
These niggas hell, I swear
And these bitches ain't no better, so I play ′em to the left

I ain′t never, ever mean
Never ever had a jealous bone in my body (no)
Have you ever, ever been so real
But got done wrong in the process? (Yeah)
If my partner on then he worked for it
I can't be watchin′ his pockets (no)
If she scammed, worked or sold pussy for it
I can't be mad how she got it

And that′s y'all problem (that′s y'all problem)
Y'all be worried about the wrong thing
Credit score ain′t good, Facebook the only shit in your own name
Addicted to the money like it′s cocaine
And quit swervin', we ain′t in the same car, I'm in my own lane

I thought I knew who you was
I thought I knew who I loved
Found out the shit wasn′t real
I must be dumb as they come
Protect your name with all I had
But you took mine through the mud
We got this shit out the mud
I guess it was what it was

I thought I knew who you was
I thought I knew who I loved
Found out the shit wasn't real
I must be dumb as they come
Protect your name with all I had
But you took mine through the mud
We got this shit out the mud
I guess it was what it was