Jarren Benton - You Don't Know Me lyrics

f** these lame n***as in my city If any n***a got a problem, tell'em come and get me It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pa** by f** these lame n***as in my city If any n***a got a problem, tell'em come and get me It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pa** by These new rappers too emo I'm just stackin' bread, I put my b**h inside a mink coat Told you n***as desert eagle, check your f**in' ego These hoes out here tryin to get a ring like Smeagol I am sicker than Polio n***as fake like Pinocchio When I'm in that p**y these hoes catching a holy ghost I would not go for the [?] word to Moskie Moe [?] Like a mosquito I'm fly in a tuxedo It's east side till it's rigamortis These lame n***as throwin stones at a k**ers fortress Think I ain't the illest in the A I blow your brains out Finna go and bleach her wash these blood stains out I came a long way from sitting at home to record I pray my grandmama is alive when I win an award Revenge of the ninja I'm bending the sword In the back of your head you ain't ready for war Don't get it twisted my n***a I ain't just some weirdo I will f** you up if you play with my f**ing euros I beg your pardon these n***as they out here starving Shoot at the n***as feet have him dancing, doing the Carlton You don't know me like you think you do You don't know me like you think you do I have been hated and loved And I hope this means something To all the ones who hated I say f** 'em This Cali weed got me feeling like a astronaut I just take a couple tokes and then I pa** the pot I'm praying for happiness I ain't asking a lot Maybe a lot of bread , head and a gla** of ciroc They put their heaters to your head cause your flashing that watch Out in a sh**ty hotel getting a** from a thot I'm irritated like a Jay with no cash for his rocks My n***a did a bid the pigs found a stash in his socks Highschool dropout I'm hara**ing my pops Look at me now s**er n***a I'm glad I've done stop No religion I probably won't die a martyr I used to ride to MARTA bumbin' midnight marauders I'm just trying to be better father than the one I had Money, cars , clothes and hoes - n***as want it bad She won't let a n***a f** because she's on the rag I threw the deuces at the ho and now she's on a cab Bra** knuckle Benton a bully that f**ing murders raps n***as shining they oldschools with turtle wax I put this red dot right where your turban at If it ain't about money I ain't concerned with that b**h You don't know me like you think you do You don't know me like you think you do I have been hated and loved And I hope this means something To all the ones who hated I say f** 'em Bra** Knuckle Benton the bully Benton the bully that f**ing murders raps Bra** Knuckle Benton the bully Benton the bully that f**ing murders raps Bra** Knuckle Benton the bully Benton the bully that f**ing murders raps Bra** Knuckle Benton the bully Benton the bully that f**ing murders raps