(Hook x2)
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You think you know me but you don't my music paint a picture
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Loyalty ain't guaranteed and nobody ain't your nigger
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I rather be alone than eating with these snakes
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Blow fights what you getting they seeing what you make but they fake
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So hard to be real, influenced by liquor
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My body now off the pill I'ma make you feel me
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With or without a deal see it when I'm sleeping
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Give a nigga the chills, it got me ready to kill
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(Verse)
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Got me ready to get drunk,
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Got me ready to load up my weapon and let it dump
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Got 'em ready to download my records and let it bump
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She's just tryin' to get drunk , me I'm just tryin' to fuck
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Them demons is in my cup, these hemmy's got me on tilt
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Curving bitches for nothing, rude boy stop frontin'
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These other niggers is coughing
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Officer you can sell us our diesel when I talk to you
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Tryin' to move some zones from LA x back to Labodia
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Working for my position will never take a hand out
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You got your hand out, my cousin Lo can knock your man out
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Who cut the fan out, burning up hotter than fish crisp
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All PL tank top ,my oral what your bitch need
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Visions of that bugatti when I was on a 6 p
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Me and my shooter on 34th like the Knicks team
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Big screens guarantee a smile on my mom's face
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This dumb case attracted more fans than the Bronx phase
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(Hook)
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You think you know me but you don't my music paint a picture
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Loyalty ain't guaranteed and nobody ain't your nigger
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I rather be alone than eating with these snakes
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Blow fights what you getting they seeing what you make but they fake
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So hard to be real, influenced by liquor
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My body now off the pill I'ma make you feel me
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With or without a deal see it when I'm sleeping
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Give a nigga the chills, it got me ready to kill
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(Verse)
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Looking for the mob you find is respect
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I couldn't find a job but I could find a connect
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I couldn't finish school but I could finish my food
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Hungry nobody feeding them fake smiles I'm reading them
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It was me and P them bitches had 2 or 3 of them
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I'm thinkin' bout G'in them I ain't trying to just be with them
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Smoke a 3 point and knock 'em down then I'm fleeing 'em
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Pillow talk let's kill them soft because they sleep with them
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I was in the gutter not a dollar in my pocket
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It hot at the bottom could see the fire like a rocket
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Chocolate, all we was twistin' before the haze came
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Mentaly mature was raw before my age change
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Told 'em not to sleep when I was writing
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Same gang led blast, watch 'em dash
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Like the dame name
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Remember looking at Biggie wanting the same chain
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Living in the hood you go crazy you think you remain the same
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(Hook)
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You think you know me but you don't my music paint a picture
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Loyalty ain't guaranteed and nobody ain't your nigger
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I rather be alone than eating with these snakes
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Blow fire what you getting they seeing what you make but they fake
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So hard to be real, influenced by liquor
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My body now off the pill I'ma make you feel me
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With or without a deal see it when I'm sleeping
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Give a nigga the chills, it got me ready to kill
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(Outro)
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Shit got me ready to kill nigga
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Think you know me? nah
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East, no regrets
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Lighter ,
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Gone
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Think You Know Me
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| Dave East |
