What They Don't Know

I been down on my luck before
What they don't know
Double crossed I don't trust no more
I let it go
They don't built niggas like this no more
Bitch I'm the goat
Make these niggas tuck their tail
I swear they grew up around hoes

Taking souls
Wipe his nose
They done heard that shit before
All them niggas toting sticks
And talking shit be just for show
Heard it sit up on his hip
I bust his lip and take his pole
He try my shit
That casket closed
Don't give a fuck my heart on froze

Don't give a fuck stick to the code
That flow anemic
That shit cold
Take that food up off they plate
And make them pay me what I'm owed
Them niggas reaping what they sewed
Go off what's seen and not what's told
Realest nigga out my city
Ain't a day that I would fold

Hang with them cuttas bitch
Took his hoe and wifey
Then I turned her to a gutta bitch
Talking out his neck
He got me thinking that he cutting shit

Ducking when we upping shit
Knew he wasn't busting shit
Folks wan play a killer
Till he saw he got his brother hit

Pay the cost he want to talk
Them niggas leave his ass in chalk
You better walk that shit you talk
My niggas sliding like some hawks
They shoot like trey young when it's dark
Folks I can get that nigga bought
My niggas sliding if I cough

I been down on my luck before
What they don't know
Double crossed I don't trust no more
I let it go
They don't built niggas like this no more
Bitch I'm the goat
Make these niggas tuck their tail
I swear they grew up around hoes

Taking souls
Wipe his nose
They done heard that shit before
All them niggas toting sticks
And talking shit be just for show
Heard it sit up on his hip
I bust his lip and take his pole
He try my shit
That casket closed
Don't give a fuck my heart on froze

Don't give a fuck stick to the code
That flow anemic
That shit cold
Take that food up off they plate
And make them pay me what I'm owed
Them niggas reaping what they sewed
Go off what's seen and not what's told
Realest nigga out my city
Ain't a day that I would fold

Bitch I ain't trying to run the city
I know they ain't fucking with me
FMP the only thing a nigga claim
I know they envy
I don't worry bout the fame
Lil bitch you know
That money plenty
I ain't tripping off no bitch
Just feed my kin
They come in many

All us niggas down to die
Man fuck who cry
Ain't no going back and forth
Cause we done killed the other side
Now and days just hitting licks
We trying to come up on the rise
T said keep on rapping shit
And you gon finally reach your prime

In the closet spitting rhymes
Grandma know I'm bound to shine
G had told me I was tripping off them pills
And out my mind
Keep on playing with my glock
I'm trying to focus on that grind
Be so tempted bout that shit
I be ready for the slide
Pick a side

Taking souls
Wipe his nose
They done heard that shit before
All them niggas toting sticks
And talking shit be just for show
Heard it sit up on his hip
I bust his lip and take his pole
He try my shit
That casket closed
Don't give a fuck my heart on froze

Don't give a fuck stick to the code
That flow anemic
That shit cold
Take that food up off they plate
And make them pay me what I'm owed
Them niggas reaping what they sewed
Go off what's seen and not what's told
Realest nigga out my city
Ain't a day that I would fold