Nobody Knows

Never switched on my dogs
Never snitched on my bros
And I always put
The money for the hoes
But there's things I done
That nobody knows
I been good from the start
I do everything with heart
I can put that on my soul
But there's things I done
That nobody knows
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Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
That there's things I done
That nobody knows
Umm
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
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Things that I done
That nobody knows
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Since mom and pop left a nigga
I been fighting with grief
No love just hate niggas pray for defeat
I got money on my mind
Like the oh five wheeze
When I spray I'll leave 'em smelly
I ain't talking free-breeze
They full of hate and they envy
Shit be cutting real close
Shorti swear she love a nigga
But be doing the most
See that paper got her sick
I been throwing up gross
I kept grinding didn't quit
When ya niggas lost hope
Now I laughing to bank
I see you niggas as jokes
Boscotti with the candyland
The only tree that I smoke
The pack travel to a land
By a car plane or a boat
I been hungry for the green
That I why I feel like a goat
You niggas broke you get paper
Kissing on fiens
I switched whips
In three summers
Twenty one two and three
Watch your mouth like retainers
Cause lawyer retained the fees
Got it stuff in the truck
I been loading and packing gs

Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
That there's things I done
That nobody knows
Umm
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Things that I done that
Nobody knows
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Wardell with the shot
Give and go facilitating
Black the prezi like barrack
Vvs illuminating
Stomach empty on the block
We all starve in preparation
No love for the green
We sham rock for cultivation
The talk is heavy
Cause the g wall no joke
Spent years with no peers
Girl or family that wrote
Kept a razor like a barber
With the sock and the soap
When the safety play the left
You move right at the throat
My daughter brought me more hope
But I'm still with all the antics
Wifey legal with the grip
Shit get glitchy don't panic
Fuck a face mask
I'm a hitman you banned
Put that bitch in the dirt
Make that nigga a sandwich
Shit get wicked
Every time I spazz on a track
Your phone be glitching
Cause you niggas
Be surrounded by rats
My dogs bark different
Can't associate with you cats
I'm on a mission
I need everything no kap
I'm in the kitchen
Whipping like I'm Ramsey
Cooking intact
Feeling like big pun
With that Mac in the back
Best beware
Cause the streets don't play
It's a trap
Put a hole through your brim
Bullets snap through the back
Maniak in his bag
Bullets red like flag
They pick up like a cab
I'm cooper kupp with the pass
Get blown like some gas
Shazam we sinbad
Make your future a past
They say many won't last nigga

Nobody knows
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That there's things I done
That nobody knows
Umm
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Things that I done that
Nobody knows
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This that fifty in a washer
Fifty in a chair
On the road to the riches
Made my plate and said a prayer
For the diamonds in my chain
My homie flame like a flare
His mind on state property
You could feel it in the air
These stick got a drum
That will hit you if you stare
See these beams
Through window screens
You get shot from anywhere
We all got different views
Ray bans and Cartier
Make that pussy hit the bottom
Sent that bitch right up the stairs
See I been in kitchen water whipping
This a double stack
Bro been eating lovely
Off of music and a cash app
Blue Hundreds in the safe
Ya gramin for a blue check
I was broke and homeless
Only speaking from a past tense
Sonata to a Benz
Can't see through the black tints
Amg rims a middy each
More then half they rent
They riding in they bitches shit
Them numbers anit making cents
How the fuck you trapping
Only thing you cop is clothes and kicks
Out of state on different trips
I never post that's private shit
Higher then a pilot bitch
We run it up like miles quick
This nine will catch like ju ju smith
DTP like Ludacris
A problem like arithmetic
These number only add more shit
Slimey like some llama spit
This stick will do a magic trick
Crash em like a accident
See white then I'm blacking shit
You niggas on some ratting shit
I'm outside counting stacking chips
Flipping over mattresses
To sturdy never lacking bitch

Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
That there's things I done
That nobody knows
Umm
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Nobody knows
Things that I done that
Nobody knows
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Writer(s): Kristof Lilienthal, Naseem Wilson
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