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niggas really think they caught on lacking Glock with a switch, turn a nigga to a fraction
Yeah, please excuse my friends for they actions I can't move to Cali cause my niggas way too active
Yeah, if you wanted to smoke, we can match grew up with a demon so you know he bout that action Yeah, they gonna turn their life into something trendy
Turn a nigga white, shirt red, call it magic (that's magic)
(no) He ain't never had it
(So) had to go and take it
(He) Grew up in the south side with no heart so you know his chest is vacant

I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know

Foe nem in a backseat, throwin' up his gang He don't need a jersey, just to say he on the team
Gunshots soaring through the air Tears fallin' down when there's screams everywhere
Smile on his face, he don't even really care Let his opps know it's a landslide, year

It's a landslide, yeah, it's a landslide
Tell them come and pick they homie up because they mans died (Tic Tic)
Sock inside his mouth, I feel like Mankind I've been striking shit just like a umpire
Told you it's a eye for an eye, he gon' make the world blind cause he can't forget how you made his momma cry

Now another son dead, another broken home That's an average family picture where we coming from, yeah
He gon' rep his gang, he gon' say what he say He gon' get them boys' eyes, there's nothing left

I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know
I know you don't, I know shit that you don't know



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Writer(s): Vashaun Carvin
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