You Don't Know Me

Growing up, I was the only kid I knew
That really got my ass thrown out of the house
I'm talking about sleeping in the phone booth in a small town
Where everybody knows you around
But, nobody give a damn. So I came up with the plan
Gonna find a way to make a little bit of loot and bounce
Had to make a fake ID, since I'm only 15
Hope the job I got don't ever check it out
I ain't old enough to drive, gotta stay in town
So I'm begging kids I went to school with to help me out
Offering to give their parents up to fifty bucks a week
Just so I can sleep in the garage, steada' on the ground
I'ma tell ya now, boy I know what hopeless is
Really down and out hopelessness
Living out of a Marlboro bag
Seeing all that you have when you open it
Everybody laugh at the homeless kid
Together when they'd all hang out
While, I was busy trying to make some dough to live
I ain't never wanna hand out
Shit keep changin'
Now I'm there writing the pages of life as I go through it
But all you motherfuckers trying to judge this book by its cover
Never know unless you open it
It's hard to not judge a book by it's cover
When a picture's worth a thousand words, well
If you just took a second, and you read through the pages
It's surprising what you just might learn
Bitch, you don't know me!
As soon as somebody look at me
They make an assumption bout what I am
Where I been or what I been through
Got no idea who I am but, they pretend to
They don't know I'm the shit and what I've been up 2, like a pencil
Writing me off, cause I don't fit any stencil
Not your average Joe when I'm killin' these judgmentals
Put in the work, ain't no struggling when the rent's due
Stay on the defensive. The bend, but don't break rule
Fake truth
I shatter'em and leave lyin'
I make moves
Ain't nobody gonna T-behind
See me ride through with the windows blacked out
Kickin' competition in the system with the rack mount
Like boom
Pullin' up in them boots, hop out of the truck
They like who in the actual fuck is that dude?
Red deed and a Dutch and I'm loose
Just hanging around, with no noose
Cause ain't shit tying me down
Nothing to prove to 'em. Just the usual
What the fuck you doing? Stuck and you moving?
Cut the boohooing, sucker you do it
I'm a fucking OG, leading the youth movement
Plus a nine to five, minus the time to do it
Take a look around and you find the truth is
It's hard to not judge a book by it's cover
When a pictures worth a thousand words, well
If you just took a second and you read through the pages
It's surprising what you just might learn
Bitch, you don't know me!



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Writer(s): James Elliot
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