Tell Me What I Don't Know

Album: Atrocity Exhibition (2016)
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  • Street smart, Ph.D
    Dropped out for a slanging degree
    9 on me, keep the devils off me
    'Cause we was living in hell, couldn't afford property
    Lil nigga gettin' frontin' from OGs
    Oz of reggie bagged up in the Pelle
    In a school hallways on a burnout celly
    Leaving out of class early, caught a sale for 20
    How long will it last?
    Never ending race, chasin' cash
    One lane going wrong way 'til I crash
    Teacher find my sack, going nowhere fast

    Tell me what I don't know
    Last night homie got killed at the liquor store
    Shot my nigga on the way to get a Swisher
    Breaking down the weed when the call got received

    We was so ambitious
    All we really wanted was new Jordans and some bitches
    Flashing bankrolls in the club taking pictures
    Thinking we was grown men, really lil' niggas
    Jumping dope fiends that's owing us for credit
    Taking turns catching sales things copacetic
    Slice your tomato if you owe us for the lettuce
    Running through the sack of D sorta like Jerome Bettis
    Naive to the outcome
    Cuz hit the block, hit the stash and they found some
    Lock us all up for a bag and some pistols
    Now we in the county writing letters I miss you

    Tell me what I don't know
    Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door
    Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court
    Gave us all probation now we smokin' Newports
    Tell me what I don't know
    Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door
    Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court
    Gave us all probation now we smokin' Newports
    Tell me what I don't know

    And we was so gung ho
    Wet a nigga up like he forgot his poncho
    On the block all day chasin' that cilantro
    Hook raid kickin' on the front door
    Shit is like a cycle
    You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us
    Shit is like a cycle
    You get out, I go in, this is not the life for us

    Tell me what I don't know
    Last night homie got killed at the liquor store
    Shot my nigga on the way to get a Swisher
    Breaking down the weed when the call got received
    Tell me what I don't know
    Hook raid came through kickin' down the front door
    Now we facin' judge, got us sitting at the court
    Gave us all probation now we smoke Newports

    Tell me what I don't know Writer/s: Daniel Sewell, Paul Michael Williams White
    Publisher: WARP MUSIC LIMITED
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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