Didn't Know

Yeah Uh, he said that was his ho (That was your ho?) No, I didn't know (Know) Nigga try to reach for my chain (Huh?) He gon' die, the C4 show (On God) I got this glow all over my neck But I'm not with the Glo (But I'm not with the Glo) Uh, until I get me A ten-million dollar check Then I'm still at the store Ayy, trap game easy, rap game treacherous Shit that I don't even know (I don't know) Ayy, live by the sword, then You die by the gun But that ain't the way shit 'posed to go Boy, we gon' live by the gun Take care my son They look at me, they say, "He one-of-one" They didn't jump in Then he wouldn't've won And I was startin' to feel Bad for these artists that's Fuckin' theyself and they lettin' these Niggas f*ck over them Niggas finessin', finaglin' Gainin' control of them Takin' for foldin' That shit really bold of them Walked in with all of this ice Ain't it cold in here? Ayy And I been doin' the same Shit I'm doin' since 2012 It been some 'bows in here It ain't even no bed or no clothes in here He dropped the top, said he didn't Have no opps and they came Spinned the block His baby brother was right there When he had got murdered But he couldn't talk to no cop And if he talk Then he cannot come back to this Block or they killin' him I get a rush out high-speed, feel adrenaline We handle business and Problems like businessmen And if them niggas ain't dead Then we spin again Ayy, how much money you said That we spent again? If I go fed Take the bread and come get me then Had to put in all this work just to get me in Bitches act like they too busy Couldn't fit me in Crazy, they padded my room just to sit me in Can't f*ck with you Might get me in some shit again And my young nigga won't be in the streets 'cause I still be protectin' his innocence Ayy, what's this meeting about if this Meeting ain't all about Motherfuckin' Benjamins? See, we got enforcements We got them shooters Then we still preparin' to send 'em in Just like a snakebite Trayle bring the venom in They tryna be on my team So they'll win again I know this shit get dirty He sweeter than cinnamon Just watch the plan that I implement Could use my Kel Tec, then again I just might bring out that 30 My friend again Father, forgive me, might sin again Duckin' the police I'm behind the tint again Trust me, I was just broke, I was penniless Now I can't talk to these Hoes like no gentleman Wouldn't've made it this far if It wasn't for the middlemen 4 not doin' no R&B, nigga Chopper rock you to sleep, nigga Get the money Invest that shit back to the company I wasn't totin' no stick unless I Had a drum for this We discussin' the split I hate shit had to come to this They paint the bad-guy picture They run with this all these attachments You ain't see no gun with this? They movin' backwards 'cause we know Exactly what come with this Uh, he said that was his ho (Ho) No, I didn't know (No, I didn't know) Nigga try to reach for my chain He gon' die, the C4 show (He gon' die) I got this glow all over my neck But I'm not with the Glo (But I'm not with the Glo) Until I get me a ten-million dollar check Then I'm still at the store (I'm still at the store) Trap game easy, rap game treacherous Shit that I don't even know (Shit that I don't even know) Live by the sword, then you die by the gun But that ain't the way shit 'posed to go (The way shit 'posed to go at all) Boy, we gon' live by the gun Take care my son They look at me, they say, "He one-of-one" If they didn't jump in Then he wouldn't've won (Wouldn't've won, ayy) 4 for sure Skrrt yeah For sure