Boaz

Boaz - Don't Know lyrics

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(Intro)

I got $ on my mind, pussy on my line

I'm getting to a dolla, shawty, I ain't got the time

I got $ on my mind, hustlers on my line

And that's just all the time so I stay out on my grind

(Hook)

I gotta drop this game on ya

Tell ya something that ya don't know

I might just hop this plane on ya

I be places that ya don't know

We do this all ova the world

I know people that ya don't know

I ain't got time, I'm 2 busy chasing paper if ya don't know

(Verse)

I'm smoking Cali chronic, mixing my Gin wit Tonic

Till I'm a monster like my pops wit shrimp and garlic

A glass of red wine got me tipsy

I pushed the engine to the red line

I'm going hard, all my niggas doing fed time

Would've been on the block wit niggas if I had time

But I'm 2 busy on the road

They got me back in mode

100 to the bone gristle neva crack the code

Started as a dreamer, now my niggas sniffing

Tell ya I ain't been sleeping, drinking coffee wit no creamer (hustler, baby)

Same, same old, no key fo' the Beamer

Last year I was fresh, but this year I'm much cleana

That's the sweet smell of success in the air

Came from the ghetto, gotta stress it so my message is clear

It's time to put the game back the way it was

Separate the suckas, motivate the thugs

(Hook)

I gotta drop this game on ya

Tell ya something that ya don't know

I might just hop this plane on ya

I be places that ya don't know

We do this all ova the world

I know people that ya don't know

I ain't got time, I'm 2 busy chasing paper if ya don't know

(Verse 2)

I got 2 much $ on my mind, 2 much pussy on my line

See the way I fucked the game up should've been a crime

Ain't no fucking rookie, now you're looking at what's mine

I been dealing wit the future, ya look a lil behind

I keep it a hunit, believe what ya wanna

Was out there in Europe wit Weezy and Stunna

Ya real wit the people, the people they luv ya

Ya got, ya gotta believe in anotha, that's me

So tell me who ya tryin' to be!

Yeah, see me I'll always be Pittsburg presidential

Just sold and left his vessel

Hommie we on cruise control moving without pressing pedals

How I'm feeling? Neva betta, highs fuck wit drugs

Since the old days I dealt the pressure, graduated from blunts!

Spent seven hunid thousand last year, can ya do that?!

I asked myself how I got here just off a few raps

Still wit them homies I started wit

I parted wit a few of my partnerships

But we cool tho, may Lord protect me

Fuck wit what ya fuck wit, ya will respect me

(Hook)

I gotta drop this game on ya

Tell ya something that ya don't know

I might just hop this plane on ya

I be places that ya don't know

We do this all ova the world

I know people that ya don't know

I ain't got time, I'm 2 busy chasing paper if ya don't know

(Outro)

I got $ on my mind, pussy on my line

I'm getting to a dolla, shawty, I ain't got the time

I got $ on my mind, hustlers on my line

And that's just all the time so I stay out on my grind

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