U Ain't Really Know

You ain't really know this shit is immanent
But I predicted it
Then committed it to memory
So what you seeing is the imagery
And with this energy who knowing what is finna be
When I was playing Centipede
I was thinking centerpiece
I keep it a century
New God flow now my bars penitentiary
AND they are awed from this victory
On my Vick plus 3
That's a perfect 10 when I'm on them verses History in the making
I be all around the world they asking "What He Making?"
Honest told 'em that I'm just product of that Reaganomics
Stay up out my pockets!
I be in the cockpit of something foreign
Looking like I'm playing for the Rockets with my Salvadoran
And she ain't worried bout decorum man She on her Jordan
I'm talking legs wide open so you get the picture
She throw it at me like a pitcher
And I got one for every flow
And I cop one from every show
This that rock in the baking soda
Pssssh nigga crazy with that finger roll
I'm just saying what they need to know
Think I'm playing but you never know
Niggas hatin' then its bang, bang and you adiós!

You ain't really know I'm bout that drama
But I'm at cha when I catch ya on my momma
Man I grew up, grew up on marauders
But I don't fuck with a 'Sucka Nigga' "Keep it Rollin"
You ain't get it, you ain't get it
Man I bet cha you ain't get it, you ain't get it (you ain't get it)
But you'll get it
If the lil' homie pull up with the biscuit (Psshh!)
Lil' nigga might end it

You ain't really know I'm bout that drama
Crescent city boy I'm from bottom
Feeling like a lion in Botswana
And it's supper time who really wanna problem
On the beat I go asylum
Crazy than a muthafucka I am
All of that living out my almanac
Told 'em I was on to stacks
Then I got 'em on the map
Used to sleep on me now insomniacs
And because of that
I be in that "I" formation like a running back (yeah)
A nigga done with that
Meaning that when "I" want something nigga run it back (run it back, run it back)
Yeah, I need that quarterback
Man I'm talking number 1 spot get them corners back
Pull up it's Staubach and nothing short of that

You ain't really know I'm bout that drama
But I'm at cha when I catch ya on my momma
Man I grew up, grew up on marauders
But I don't fuck with a 'Sucka Nigga' "Keep it Rollin"
You ain't get it, you ain't get it
Man I bet cha you ain't get it, you ain't get it (you ain't get it)
But you'll get it
If the lil' homie pull up with the biscuit (Psshh!)
Lil' nigga might end it

You ain't really know I'm in the streets though
Murder on the track duck the R.I.C.O.
Got it twisted cuz I'm living' in that bespoke
But I'll fire on a nigga that's a heatstroke (yeah)
Nigga went ant got the cheat code
You ain't winning I can see it in your peoples
And losing ain't option
A.R. next to a Thompson we ain't equal (naw)
Versace on my Migos (yeah)
But I ain't even trying stunt (naw)
I'm just saying what is going on (yeah)
It's going down while we going up
That's a young boy move and an oxymoron word to School Boy Q
Yeah, a nigga poppin'
Top Dawg would've thought I was from Compton

You ain't really know I'm bout that drama
But I'm at cha when I catch ya on my momma
Man I grew up, grew up on marauders
But I don't fuck with a 'Sucka Nigga' "Keep it Rollin"
You ain't get it, you ain't get it
Man I bet cha you ain't get it, you ain't get it (you ain't get it)
But you'll get it
If the lil' homie pull up with the biscuit (Psshh!)
Lil' nigga might end it

Yeah, you ain't really know (hold up!)
You ain't really know I'm bout that I'm bout that

Yeah, you ain't really know (hold up!)
You ain't really know I'm bout that I'm bout that

Yeah, you ain't really (hold up!)
Yeah, you ain't really

Yeah, you ain't really
Yeah, you ain't really I'm bout that, I'm bout that