Know Me
Mhm
King C in the Booth
Yeah
Nah nah nah
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
Hurt me deep inside
It's killing me slowly
They just hating on me they don't even know me
I've been getting high I put the world below me
I've been on my solo
I've been on my lonely
I don't wanna fall in love 'cuz I always end up hurting
I just wanna count this money until my fingers are hurting
I'm just tryna' change my ways 'cuz I know that I ain't perfect
I know I'm gon' make it and that is for certain
I don't wanna fall in love
I just wanna count them faces
Whether it's skill or it's luck
I know that I'm gonna make it
And I don't know who to trust
Everybody two faces
I talked to the man up above
He told me that I'm gonna' make it (Yeah yeah yeah)
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
You don't really know me always been up on my lonely
Damn it hurts so bad when you can't even trust your homie'
Call me Martin with that Tommy I'm going like Tony
Separate your actions from your captions n phony
To have my people shine is my real goal for all the wodies'
Tryna' be set for life and make sure love is within closely
I've been tryna' watch for the n who wan' smoke me
Just 'cuz he calls you brodie doesn't mean that he's your brodie
Haters turn to fans now
When I was broken I ain't even ask for handouts
Crazy how I borrowed money now I got them bands now
1-0-1 palm angel jumpsuit watch a n standout
You suppose to love me now you don't know where we stand now
Trust me it gets ugly when that choppa' gets to spraying 'round
Talking to my pops but no response wish you were here now
We locked in for life we made things right wish you were here now
Wish you were here now
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
King C in the Booth
Yeah
Nah nah nah
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
Hurt me deep inside
It's killing me slowly
They just hating on me they don't even know me
I've been getting high I put the world below me
I've been on my solo
I've been on my lonely
I don't wanna fall in love 'cuz I always end up hurting
I just wanna count this money until my fingers are hurting
I'm just tryna' change my ways 'cuz I know that I ain't perfect
I know I'm gon' make it and that is for certain
I don't wanna fall in love
I just wanna count them faces
Whether it's skill or it's luck
I know that I'm gonna make it
And I don't know who to trust
Everybody two faces
I talked to the man up above
He told me that I'm gonna' make it (Yeah yeah yeah)
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
You don't really know me always been up on my lonely
Damn it hurts so bad when you can't even trust your homie'
Call me Martin with that Tommy I'm going like Tony
Separate your actions from your captions n phony
To have my people shine is my real goal for all the wodies'
Tryna' be set for life and make sure love is within closely
I've been tryna' watch for the n who wan' smoke me
Just 'cuz he calls you brodie doesn't mean that he's your brodie
Haters turn to fans now
When I was broken I ain't even ask for handouts
Crazy how I borrowed money now I got them bands now
1-0-1 palm angel jumpsuit watch a n standout
You suppose to love me now you don't know where we stand now
Trust me it gets ugly when that choppa' gets to spraying 'round
Talking to my pops but no response wish you were here now
We locked in for life we made things right wish you were here now
Wish you were here now
I had to cut off my chick 'cuz I can't have no attachments
I got my mind on the dough I can't have no distractions
I love to spend cash but I had to save and stack it
God gave me this talent so I pray I make it rapping
You don't really know me
You don't know me
You don't really know me
You just know the old me
Damn I should've listened to what momma' told me
I gave you my all but then you left me lonely
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Hall
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