They Dont Know Me

cnd really they dont know me they gon' talk ab me

Im from a hood where u be lackin' if u walk without out it

Fell out
Wit my dawg wit some thottie bodies

cnd no doubt
We ran em down we jus dont talk ab it

We jus dont talk about it

Shorty u dont know me but u kno' my body
I dont play wit deads
U diss mine u gon meet em bout it
Yea i did some dirt
To get here but i aint' proud ab it

U feel a way then hit my line and we could talk about it

I lost my nigga to these perks and i jus cry about it

I got some questions wit no answers i get high about it

Like why the fuck they took my cousins lil sister?

Typa' shit that make me question god when i shouldnt

Typa' shit that make me put that fye up on that nigga

Typa' shit that make me cut them ties wit my niggas
cint no
Money or no people that could solve my problems

cnytime niggas see me i jus stay on timing

I cant let these pussy niggas try to trick my spot

I kno' my haters would be proud to see me in a box

Thats why my uncle said lil nigga betta cop u a knock

I keep a couple ooters wit me he get packed on the spot

I keep that za on me cuzzo kept that crack in his sock

I aint friendly wit these niggas
I aint feelin' nun these bitches

They huntin' on da gram
I aint takin no more pictures

cnd these niggas turnin fans
Im jus steady mindin business

Im losin' touch wit my fam
Its like shit been gettin distant

cnd im stuck up in da past
Miss my lil nigga Kenny

So i do this shit for him
He told me neva' leave a mic

If u diss em u gon see em
For that nigga we dont fight

We could put em in da air
Like that nigga catchin' flights

Dont need advice

Makin these mistakes on my own
I pay the price

But trust me i aint livin' wrong
Im livin' sheist

They tryna run off wit da sauce
That shit dont bite

They feel me each n every song
They gotta play it twice
Told
My momma i be doing wrong
She prayin every night

Hearing Bebo thru the phone

That dont be feelin' right

Typa' shit that make me put that fye up on that nigga

Typa' shit that make me cut them ties wit my niggas
cint no
Money or no people that could solve my problems

cnytime niggas see me i jus stay on timing

I cant let these pussy niggas try to trick my spot

I kno' my haters would be proud to see me in a box

Thats why my uncle said lil nigga betta cop u a knock

I keep a couple ooters wit me he get packed on the spot

I keep that za on me cuzzo kept that crack in his sock

I aint friendly wit these niggas
I aint feelin' nun these bitches

They huntin' on da gram
I aint takin no more pictures

cnd these niggas turnin fans
Im jus steady mindin business

Im losin' touch wit my fam
Its like shit been gettin distant

cnd im stuck up in da past
Miss my lil nigga Kenny

So i do this shit for him
He told me neva' leave a mic

If u diss em u gon see em
For that nigga we dont fight

We could put em in da air
Like that nigga catchin' flights