D.R.A.M. - Misunderstood lyrics

[Intro: D.R.A.M.] Hey Looking, oh-whoa, hey [Verse 1: D.R.A.M.] I know you working hard But how you gon' figure me out? Hey Huh, always running your mouth Never knowing what you talking about, hey Look, but what's there to figure? When you speak of that ni**a that you can't understand Hey, and now I'm all on the road, huh Running 100 miles an hour, not even which way to go, huh Look, if I don't know myself Then tell me how do you know? Huh I've come to prove and show you ni**as That I'm trained to go, look, uh, hey, uh, uh But what's there to figure? When you speak of that ni**a, you don't understand [Verse 2: Young Thug] But fu*k it, I flood this ho with these bands Do a drive-by, fly-by, leave him where he staying (Brr) I just bought an AP, it's cleaner than stainless I wish I could tell him but he duckin' dangerous He ready for popping off and he ain't scared of us He say he ain't no snitch but he tired of tellin' us I flood that b*tch with Gucci she stand from the ceiling up fu*k the cops, they killing us, they kids are not real as us But what's there to kill about? When these b*tches and ni**as, they won't just understand Dat-dat I can fu*k any b*tch in here without paying (Ayy) Yeah, where my phone at? Call up Tar, I need some Xannies (Brr) I want these poor ni**as to complain I want these fake robbers to keep laying And he ain't want these fake b*tches to keep singing Think they baby is mine like they gon' get a dime We'll work it out with time I want yours 'cause you got mine Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, it ain't nothing to talk about So I'm like but what's there to kill about? When these b*tches and ni**as, they won't just understand [Verse 3: D.R.A.M.] As I revisit what I made for you to listen to I get into my zone and let go, that's the ritual Ask but when I mention you, not having clues and being fooled Darling to this one trick pony, thought "I'm not the dude" And you can be a local heathen to the son of Satan I give it up to him who praises and that's all I'm saying I made a killing for a better life Remember once and I'll forget it twice Took advantage over night I pray to God and hope I'm moving right I pray on y'all to quench my appetite Told you that my screws ain't tight I had to buckle down and focus 'cause I almost lost it I was hemorrhaging in the red and I could not afford it ni**as tried to appropriate me, I could not go for it I'm talking mine, I'm claiming mine, b*tch I go Narco for it They gon' make me glow up, I got no choice I'm saying But what's the point of saying if you still won't understand?