How

How do I know
How do I know
How do I know
How do I know
How would I know it for sure
How do I know that it's real
How could I tell it was pure
How do I give it my trust
How do I show it my love
I know I'm out here fucking up
But she just wanna suck me up
Please lend me a hand with this weight
Help a young nigga fly straight
Do more than want me to be safe
If I'm out, then put me in my place
I knows it's tough, I flip, I'm in a rage
Man a nigga been living in a cage
Came from a nice home but now a stray
Gimme lemon I sip the lemonade
She want a crib, a kid, and plus a ring
White and black Mike jack I wanna scream
Don't wanna hit it and quit it I love the cream
Damn how the fuck my nightmare ya favorite dream
I try to tell her this shit it ain't what it seem
I try to tell her this sitchy it ain't for me
I'm so conflicted my mind is on other things
While my cup runneth over don't touch the sink
Got my shovel this rubble will be my lane
Several aqquaints that really think I'm insane
Hard for me to believe I never went legit
But I'm young niq, I'm too this to quit
Granny want me at that pulpit
My lady hit me with that bullshit
This life'll hit you with a full clip
Love to try to treat you like the new kid
Some people that I really fuck with
Link me with people they really fuck with
Some people that they really fuck with
Turn around and go and do some fuck shit
Damn, gotta nigga like damn
Did you even research who I am
Did you even research who you crossed
What if I was one to make em go bam
Damn fam got a loved one lost
Tell me now how would it go down
If everytime you cross you gotta pay the cost
Picture now how would it go down
Dean Marley hear the FEEL in the sound
You barely just fucking around
I have not come back for this town
I had to come back for this sound
I remember when I used to pin up pictures of my music interests
All up on the wall
I remember when these bitches had no interest in a nigga
Now they accidentally fall
All up on this dick and they get hooked so quick that I don't wanna risk it anymore at all
Ignore posts & calls, socks on my claws, muzzle on a dog
I am not involved
I just want a fuckin Grammy for my Granny
I just wanna push a foreign down on Gordon
I just wanna show my ones they important
Showing all my number ones they important
I just wanna sit back chilling camouflage
Ever go up hill without some handlebars
Couldn't eat that dinner, had to feed my dog
Infinite with all this shit I'm analog
Always say you don't spit bout a happy day
Bitch I say that I had me a crappy day
Could have had yo bitch all in my lap today
In the backyards at West town I used to play
Took some flights but one night that night in LA
Gettin yanked off that plane by the DEA
I'm just black, I just rap, what you want me say
Do it now do it now I'm like how Sway



Credits
Writer(s): Nikko Dean Beason
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