Don't Know

Pardon the body, wide body switchin' lanes
 Difference, me and you are not the same
 Keep goin', steady duckin' methods
 Bitch niggas steady throwin' at me
 Swim through it, goin' for the cheddar
 Big dog, runnin' through the lettuce
 Now I got young niggas slangin' K's, no mistake, and they know better
 Now I got some sons I done raised
 White t-shirts, rockin' J's
 Trap house through a brick a day
 I meant to say, they be servin' J's
 Probably do a nine day in rocks
 Clear tech tickin', that's a watch
 Got that out the work, a cell block
 Closed cell restrictions, C-C-R
 Still callin' shots on the yard
 I don't need a rod, I am the rod
 Believe in God, not a bodyguard
 Tatted bad, body, lotta scars
 Cold heart, got my body hard
 Mills in the lab when I record
 M's on the table, got employed
 Drop somethin', perfect timin' for it
 To hide my scars from the next life
 Most likely why I dress nice
 You tell me you just burned somethin'
 I'd probably tell you, "that's nice"
 Maneuver through the trenches
 Foreign vehicle headlights
 Scalp be itchin' when thinkin'
 Many might believe it's head lice
 Jump out, don't get star-struck
 Clique out, clip wit' cho car up
 Big Gates just gave a order
 While sippin' coffee at Starbucks
 Vacuum-seal it all up
 Resin resembles sawdust
 I'm him, got many nicknames
 They don't know what to call us
 Transforms speak less, yeah
 Big drugs, we that, yeah
 I bought a loft to chill
 She couldn't stay 'cause her pussy was eww!
 Hit from the back, throw it back, on the eeh!
 Pull her hair, wrap it up in my wrist
 Get wit' me, got some money to get
 Private driver keep the wheel in the road
 X-ray machine trippin' the load
 Magnetics, speed thermometer slow
 Out in Illinois grabbin' 'em whole
 On the block, caught a trick for a pole
 On your lap, I could hit you wit' dough
 On your cap, you get hit for a O
 Big bread, holdin' shop in the snow
 In the back, catchin' that at the store
 Send money to my niggas for soap
 On land, I'ma bless 'em with clothes
 Pray to God, business never exposed
 Everybody livin' under the code
 Real player, I ain't tryna get chose
 Many call, few only get those
 Lil raw, tryna soak in your nose
 Mugged up, kinda show 'em my golds
 To hide my scars from the next life
 Most likely why I dress nice
 You tell me you just burned somethin'
 I'd probably tell you, "that's nice"
 Maneuver through the trenches
 Foreign vehicle headlights
 Scalp be itchin' when thinkin'
 Many might believe it's head lice
 Jump out, don't get star-struck
 Clique out, clip wit'cho car up
 Big Gates just gave a order
 While sippin' coffee at Starbucks
 Vacuum-seal it all up
 Resin resembles sawdust
 I'm him, got many nicknames
 They don't know what to call us