Know Me

You wanna know the craziest thing in life to me?
Is that you'll never know 100% of the next person
Like, not even your closest family member
Not even your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend
You'll never know the ins and outs of the next person
Damn
1Rid, Che Hai Fatto

Hella people still thinking that they know me
Go tell them niggas that Montreo was the old me
Monty Starr came in, stabbed him in the heart
Died in peace, all smiles he was casket sharp
On the rise and that's on the dead homies
Money in my pocket, nigga this that goat cheese
Unstable mind, think you bout to play up in my face
I'll cut yo lights, like that shit go back in Section 8

Money low, I be inside
Bitch i might just tell a joke but I could never tell a lie
Nah I lied couple times
But that shit was warranted, ain't give a fuck about they life
For my lil brother life, I'll take a headshot
'Cause he gone rep me when I'm gone like a mascot
And he won't give a fuck bout what y'all niggas saying
I'll crush a nigga soul bout my fucking right hand
Boy you too close, back the fuck back
Before anxiety attack and I can't control that
99 of niggas assier than crack and y'all still praise that
That's why y'all don't know where talent at
Same people talking down, they bow now
And when I'm up, they gone see them niggas wipe me down
I see you sorry niggas reaching for my crown
Nigga pick another sound, cause this here ain't yo surround

Hella people still thinking that they know me
Go tell them niggas that Montreo was the old me
Monty Starr came in, stabbed him in the heart
Died in peace, all smiles he was casket sharp
On the rise and that's on the dead homies
Money in my pocket, nigga this that goat cheese
Unstable mind, think you bout to play up in my face
I'll cut yo lights, like that shit go back in Section 8

And them boys y'all hype my lyrics past them
Knew they was wock when i heard them wack adlibs
Top shelf, they could never see the Starr
Shine blind 'em from afar, I got 'em squinting real hard
Would never rap about some shit I never seen nigga
Why would I rap about a kill when Ian pull a trigger?
Why would you niggas type about it, never press the issue?
You never been a issue, wipe you with a dirty tissue
I had to learn one thing in life
If they feeding off yo plate, then they ain't eating right
Gone keep living off yo shit, cause niggas gotta survive
But you gotta make that choice to cut and simplify
"Back the Blue", "Back the Blue", steady screaming "Back the Blue"
While they pussy asses beating all my niggas black and blue
I be scared to even drive, staring through my hindsight
'Cause if I see them lights, just might be my time, like

Hella people still thinking that they know me
Go tell them niggas that Montreo was the old me
Monty Starr came in, stabbed him in the heart
Died in peace, all smiles he was casket sharp

Gone be a victor like that girl from District 12
Yeah my lyrics feed my hunger, and the beat my game to kill
I am One with the Universe
Any nigga try me they gone end up in the red dirt
The most important step is the next step
Unrecognizable from my old self, uh
Within my spirit's where I find my credentials
I am the observer of the harms and evils

On the rise and that's on the dead homies,
Money in my pocket, nigga this that goat cheese
Unstable mind, think you bout to play in my face
I'll cut yo lights, like that shit go back in Section 8

Yo, that shit was hard as fuck