Dub - All I Know lyrics

Who is it other than Dub, that got the game locked - got the game open The one that burn it down 'til this whole thang smoking Four door flossing, double lane floating In that sea blue Mase' vibing to Frank Ocean (Novacane n***a!) I never had feelings Towards fake homies that peel like when a tat healing (Word!) I just an*lyze, sitting back chilling So them haters translucent, remind me of Maybach ceilings (See through 'em!) 62 a** n***a (Yeah!) "Drug talk but never played the stoop" a** n***a (Uh!) My angle to ma**ive for acute a** n***as Cause I ain't never hear nobody tell you You that n***a (Never!) Now me, on the other hand - I'm suited for fame Call me fire so much it get confused with my name (That boy Fire!) No! My life ain't perfect, just maneuvered the pain Terry Woods of this here writing, True To The Game (Hook) I'm tryna get it sh**, that's All I Know Homie I'm tryna get it That's All I Know sh**, that's All I Know Heard you was looking for me, well here I go Back but I never left All I ask is pay attention, not a penny less So Harlem hear Apollo in my every breath Even back then I had them Stung like Red and Meth Still k**ing them Even when labels got this garbage on helium I been out of touch with them hoes, they still feeling him So Dub keep a broad in my crew - I'm like Will and them My white chick resembling Ferg Wintertime Red bottoms, Burberry and Furs I run the city so I'm number one, never the third And if I said these n***as wack then I said every word I'm with the Wesc club Blowing money, see the check stubs Good denim, Nikes courtesy of Quest Love Flow stupid, sh** sounding like a best of And they still asking "Is the best Dub?" (Hook) I'm tryna get it sh**, that's All I Know Homie I'm tryna get it That's All I Know sh**, that's All I Know Heard you was looking for me, well here I go Still running this sh** Got my town looking good like when the Rucker was it Japanese Hublot, Flooded the wrist "Well know like Al Capone" that Big Punisher sh** I'm talking 4A, Tinton Ave - #765 New guys, compare them - that was never this kind My eyes on that drop Rolls, cherry insides So I'm in it for the Bucks, the Brandon Jennings with rhymes I got them n***as at a tough spot I let them live, my times now - your run stops I know n***as still k**ing on that one block Keep it fizzing on that white girl when the sun drop All I do is parlay with the set We in the hood like Crookyln, playing the steps I do it well, Go hard 'til they lay me rest So talk Dub when you naming the best - Homie I'm gon get it! (Hook) sh**, that's All I Know Homie I'm tryna get it That's All I Know sh**, that's All I Know Heard you was looking for me, well here I go