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they don't know me - yung kidd c lyrics

[verse]
they don’t know me, they don’t know the sh*t i come from
so don’t speak on it
i bet you i’ma up it wit’ mines, i bet my gleek on that
steppin’ in that (shh), lil n*gga, i put my cleat on that
i already knew she was a singer, but she a freak at that?
i walk up in this thang with confidence, do my two*step
rag on his chest and his neck, they say who rep?
tell a grown woman, “back up, you got poo breath”
put a different color on this thang, it’s a rutech
you already know where to find me, i’m on van ness
slidin’ to the (shh), we gon’ make a left on rosecrans
all money in, no money out, we gon’ pro*grеss
wealth, health, financial freedom, n*gga i want none lеss
i done owned a lot of clothes, never owned a nike tech
difference between me n’ you, i want money, you want s*x
difference between me n’ you, you just cap, i manifest
rest in peace to kobe, i can’t ride a choppa’, ride a jet
i got lil’ kids bumpin’ my music, they say, “what the heck”
she just keep on saying i’m a dog, take me to the vet
they just keep on giving me applause, cause they know i’m next
i just threw the bag real far, you can call me brett
(yea, yea)
call me brett farve
got to have yo’ back up in this sh*t, cause it’s stack or starve
all them n*ggas grinding back then, now they living large
yung kidd c number one, gotta put me in charge
man take him out the front seat, he done crashed the car
every black brother in the pen, i spit another bar
th*they can’t run a fade at the school, run it at the park
w*why you trust a nerd looking bum, he look like a narc
i don’t owe a godd*mn person, not a d*mn thang
everybody tryna’ piggyback, what a d*mn shame
do it*do it all myself, i might take myself to persian flame
her friend looking good, i might go and spit some d*mn game
yo’ own brothers might try to snake you, for a d*mn chain
the only thing i might never buy is a wedding ring
the only thing i ever needa’ protect is my d*mn name
s*stupid boy went and bought a patek, he thought he was gang
th*the only inspiration i have for rap, yea was lil wayne
rest in peace jamari, other inspiration king chase
speak on any of my dead ones, i’ma bring pain
everyone that wanna be a kid, they got bum ways
everyone that wanna be a kid, they got bum ways
i celebrate the lord everyday, not sunday
all these n*ggas hatin’ on me, like i’m a monday
ain’t n0body else die today, it’s a fun day
i’ma have a house to myself, n*gga one day
runnin’ from the truth, like he runnin’ on a runway
they keep on callin’ me a chef, i got dumb cake
he was in them one special classes, he got dumb ways?
anything i ain’t have back then, well i got it now
black and white sh*t i got for sale, it look like a cow
piggybackin’ off talent and girls, that is not allowed
green light, she let me in her world, she just called me “chile”
if it’s ‘bout a billion dollars, i’ll walk a thousand miles
last time i got rejected by a girl, it’s been awhile
i*i ain’t buy her sh*t, she just chose to upgrade my title
w*we don’t even know him, how the h*ll he gon’ be a rival?

- yung kidd c lyrics

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