(Hook)
Ye don’t know me like that
I catch a hammy like that
Ye don’t know me like that
I don’t wanna go back
(Verse: Gunplay)
Ye don’t know me but you heard bout me
Ye don’t know me but you worry bout me
Heard I pull a coroner on a curve robbery
Ye don’t know me but I bet yo b**h do
I only know you from the things that a b**h do
I post bail, no sweat, I’m all promise and you all sweat
Try snitching, get you all wet
My co-defendant gave a statement to the state
He said he kept it real, but he kept it really fake
Hella hate, yella tape
Caught a body, beat the case, celebrate
Not Brawlic, but I’m so Saudic
Shoebox, no wallet, new gun bum, old problems
(Hook)
(Post-Hook)
Ye don’t know me like that
(Murs – Ye Don’t Know Me)
I catch a hammy like that
(Jail cell – Ye Don’t Know Me)
Ye don’t know me like that
(Fake friends – Ye Don’t Know Me)
I don’t wanna go back
(Shoot-outs – Ye Don’t Know Me)
Ye don’t know me like that
(n***a!)
[Like that, like that, like that
Hol’ up, ye don’t know me like that] (x2)
(Verse 2: GUNPLAY)
Ye Don’t Know Me like that, yeah, homie like that
Leave a mark on his face, why did he blow me like that?
Buck fifty, would be Coby like that
Mean it, I shoot a lot
I used to rock the mansons to get a lil cash
So nice to hit the Buddha spot
You neva knew who you neva know
A lot say they ride but they neva rode
Heavy metal in the console, I need a pedestal
I used to be eager to be ignorant
The block ran from a soul militant
Now I’m coolin’ and livin’ innocent
Ye don’t wanna leave it like that, ye want innocent
(Hook)
(Post-Hook)
(Verse 3: Styles P)
My worker got robbed, one of my homies got whipped
My lawyer need a payment in child support labor
My Porsche need ties and my Benz need bricks
My plate need potatoes and my stomach need steak
I grind like a slow jam on these streets
AK in the bro hand, no ID, CL, no DLs, top speed
Lights on in the club and I’m still not leavin’
I stash work in money crib, the cream
While my big old chain is slammed in the rib
How a presidential rollie leave ya residential holy
Mind talkin’, got the stake to makin’ it with homies
(Hook)
(Post-Hook)