Know Me
They probably told you
I was crazy
Or that I've been
On my worst behavior lately
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
But they gone see, yeah yeah
They should I'm that nigga
From the westside
I keep it g, lowkey
I'm a nice guy
Shawty trynna swing
Ain't a thing if you ready
Give you the keys to my jeep
If you rolling with me
Ain't a thing changed
But a nigga bank account
I leveled up
Had to get a nigga out the house
This for my day ones
Holding me down
And for them niggas
That go speak my name round
Somehow out of all the things
You choose to do
Your complaining long
Bout how this should've been you, yeah
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
They don't know my story, yeah yeah
Don't get it twisted
I stay on the block
Bitches been knowing that I make it pop
Wherever I go
You know I call the shots
I got the blaps on deck, wassup
Whether I been posted with folks
On the north side
Or I'm recording making hits
On the east side
Or I'm just chilling in vallejo
Where I reside
It's all love
Everybody know how we ride
I been through hell
And I ain't going back now
Came to far to turn back round
Gotta make a way somehow
Watch me show out
Somehow out of all the things
You choose to do
Your complaining long
Bout how this should've been you, yeah
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
They don't know my story, yeah yeah
I was crazy
Or that I've been
On my worst behavior lately
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
But they gone see, yeah yeah
They should I'm that nigga
From the westside
I keep it g, lowkey
I'm a nice guy
Shawty trynna swing
Ain't a thing if you ready
Give you the keys to my jeep
If you rolling with me
Ain't a thing changed
But a nigga bank account
I leveled up
Had to get a nigga out the house
This for my day ones
Holding me down
And for them niggas
That go speak my name round
Somehow out of all the things
You choose to do
Your complaining long
Bout how this should've been you, yeah
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
They don't know my story, yeah yeah
Don't get it twisted
I stay on the block
Bitches been knowing that I make it pop
Wherever I go
You know I call the shots
I got the blaps on deck, wassup
Whether I been posted with folks
On the north side
Or I'm recording making hits
On the east side
Or I'm just chilling in vallejo
Where I reside
It's all love
Everybody know how we ride
I been through hell
And I ain't going back now
Came to far to turn back round
Gotta make a way somehow
Watch me show out
Somehow out of all the things
You choose to do
Your complaining long
Bout how this should've been you, yeah
But they don't know me
They don't know me, yeah
They don't know me
They don't know my story, yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Walter Jones Jr.
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