I Don’t Know

Yeah Y'all remember this? Yeah Crease Ain't think we was gon' be back in the lab, baby It's been a minute since we last surfed We still here Know it's been a lil' minute though, man, but You been on your shit I been on mine But we here Yeah Think I got game? Indeed Back the Glock down in me Smack the shit out emcees Please, don't squeeze, we smoke trees Got a million in the closet, million I deposit Long as I'm black, I'm still a target Been a minute since I been one of these Bitch broke, got a handout, nigga, fuck me Nigga mama on coke, straight bullshit Started out freebase, now I got a full clip Deep dish, street shit Every night I leave a nigga sleepin' with the fish Got a bitch, she a mami, never took advantage Got a nice accent, never spoke Spanish Get a sandwich, hundred K, I'm the shit The gun spit, nigga, burn the weight Gotta hate for the police, shoot a nigga dead 'cause he black A nigga get no sleep, put a nigga deep in the fire Heard he did a wire, black double R Jeep, bulletproof tires Leather blazer, chestnut Raiders Left a nigga dead, hit him with the taser Locked up like a nigga need a razor Bring a nigga to the clip 'fore I save him I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know And we got many loops, many coupes Double-breasted three-piece suits No bullshit, need me to shoot, swoosh Thousand dollar boost, this a flow, never seen it Do it like Mike in the post, double team it Pick a shit clean, every night had a orgy Bedtime story, tell 'em they're my baby Jealous of my wave, all the money that I made Spread love to my niggas in the street Baby had a big week, let her pop tags, buy candy Love it in her fanny, wavy like Katrina, Hurricane Sandy Never will a nigga get dough like me Get dough, pros go after clothes, don't need I'ma take 'em all off, break it all off Lick a shot from the sawed-off, make it all soft Let a nigga from the Chi like this, can't do it Smokin' on a big blunt, ridin' to my music Hit 'em with the shot, can't prove it, move it Fuck it, man, I lose it Nigga pick one bitch, choose it Let me get that Before you put out the blunt, let me hit that Press the button to squeeze, let me sit back Couldn't wait to get it back, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know Baby girl, I don't know what to do I don't know what came over me She done done fucked a nigga Somebody get a hold of me Make her drive down the I-95 'Bout to make a nigga tote a ki She done do me for a loop Somebody get a hold of me