If I know

DNA encoded
It say that I'm strong hearted
Like to butter my pan
Only with God's margarin'
Charted everything on my shoulders
A pure artist
Marksman
See beaucoup shit from a distance
I'm choosing not to mention
Love ain't a feeling, commitment
You acting apprehensive
A diabetic I'm feeling
Essential hypertension
This all me with open arms
I come with good intentions
Stand by me I'm support you
Like a hypman
Through any adversity
Come together whats the gameplan
Any event
For instance
You went to Japan
Ain't no thinking about it
Go head
Cut out the middle man
Put it altogether like
I orchestrate your floor plan
Handle shit like John Wick
Baba Yaga
Trippin off the tab
Rising like your elevators
God initiator
The greatest of educators, whats up

Hell if I know
Couldn't get a hello
Be different I hit the lotto
Rough cities
Fuck with me
Running I-10, 85 up to Indy
People shallow
They'll overlook you dawg
If you ain't in
Hunet thousand dollar condos
I go through hell & back
For my people
That was just a small part
Now here's the sequel

Reversing my steps
Like where the time went
My mind spent
Spent a lot of time
On bunch of bullshit & nonsense
My grind went up
But that don't even matter though
You on the right track
Look around ain't nobody though
But Ima ride or die
Like my soul survive
Whoa
Put demon on me
Still got 9 lives
My moral is by health
Not my wealth bitch
Ima tell her how it is
Yeah my next bitch
You guessed it uh
I peep game like I don't see you
On the guest list
Sure enough I don't see you
On the guest list
Probably considered a nigga
More like your past prick
For right now Ima hit you
With this present dick, yea
Heart as a hockey stick
That diamond shinning
Got you looking kind of counterfeit
Fuck a break up
We burn up
And later pour up, what's up

Hell if I know
Couldn't get a hello
Be different I hit the lotto
Rough cities
Fuck wit me
Running I-10, 85 up to Indy
People shallow
They'll overlook you dawg
If you ain't in
Hunet thousand dollar condos
I go through hell & back
For my people
That was just a small part
Now here's the sequel

Preposterous any obstacle possible
To pass through
Confused like a blue collard Natzi
I'm popping
Demons watching from a far
Like rate R
When we chop it up
They don't talk
They just roll a gar
Rough on the edges
Like the voice of my cousin chemar
Black man white lady
Seem kind of bizarre
They want a man like me
That's what they looking for
Cuz I bring shit to the table
That's my repertoire
Give you a lesson like a seminar
When you on top
Hold on to the handle bars
Yea
When I'm strong I pray to the Lord
What's crazy is I felt stronger
When I was poor
Or, wishing I had more
I don't know man
Just thinking out loud
Smoking on loud, like how
Like how we get here
They'll be knocking at my door
Like a who a who that cheer
A who that cheer

Hell if I know
Couldn't get a hello
Be different I hit the lotto
Rough cities
Fuck with me
Running I-10, 85 up to Indy
People shallow
They'll overlook you dawg
If you ain't in
Hunet thousand dollar condos
I go through hell & back
For my people
That was just a small part
Now here's the sequel

Hell if I know
Couldn't get a hello
Be different I hit the lotto
Rough cities
Fuck with me
Running I-10, 85 up to Indy
People shallow
They'll overlook you dawg
If you ain't in
Hunet thousand dollar condos
I go through hell & back
For my people
That was just a small part
Now here's the sequel



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Writer(s): Reggie Arceneaux
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