SLAUGHTERHOUSE - I Don't Know lyrics

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Man, these streets keep on calling me

Will I ever make it out of here?

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

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Man, it’s something ‘bout that rush that you get

When you cut up a brick

When you riding by the narks right after busting a lick

When you put that V in park and shorty sucking your dick

And you do that shit so much that you fucking forget

It’s the way they respect you, it’s the way that they fear you

No one second guess you, when you talking they hear you

It’s something ‘bout that rubber band ‘bout to pop

And dimes trying to hold your fucking hand walking out the spot

Every day’s a pay day, you never try to make way

Feeling like JJ, dynamite in your hay day

They kick it like Pelé around the stair like way day

Wake up and say hey, spontaneous vaycay

They mad like boring, you try to find Advil

It’s that type of morning, you spent last night balling

God spoke to me, I know that rap’s my calling

But even with these Dre's loud I hear that fast life calling

Man, these streets keep on calling me

Will I ever make it out of here?

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

Dog, the streets used to have my number back when I had the 15 inch screen

Middle gun, sold it, a Hummer

Back when I thought it will be my last summer

Staring at the burner eyes wider than a plunger

Where on sight they would expunge you

Had I stayed up wouldn't have lasted long

Taught me everything, at my high school they didn't have classes on

Older niggas passed it on

It’s a gap in our generation, these young dudes are saints

We used to ask who is snitching but nowadays who ain't?

Had to keep the 4 pound, every block had it’s own pound

If a showdown where to go down

They'll turn this shit into a ghost town

Lost so many niggas we could be going fast

Honestly I don’t think a morning passed, I wasn't mourning who had passed

And after that life expectancy we don’t expect to see

It’s a bunch of niggas breathing right now that’s after me

And I’m one of the few that made it out the hood successfully

I lose all my celebrity, all my roogers left with me

Man, these streets keep on calling me

Will I ever make it out of here?

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

Every now and then you gotta demonstrate

Bust a nigga head for old time’s sake

Look at what those signs say, welcome to the D

The city that sitting inside a mitten

You know the crime state

Where Jimmy Hoffa's body’s locked away in a safe

At a time in a place where not even time’s safe

I wear a hoodie to war, they talking about me now

I wonder would he mature? He supposed to be looking for me now

Claim I’m hiding from you now

Until you find me with my foot in your door

The street said I made a sex tape

No, the fuck I didn't

If I did then MTV would’ve nominated me for a Woody Award

That’s off the topic, though

Niggas walked in my house and went shopping in my closet, dog, I’m not the store

With everything I do niggas still shit on me

See Boogie Brown told me get over it, niggas just ain't like you

So I’mma take good advice and move on from you, niggas

Try to move on, I’mma take your life

Man, these streets keep on calling me

Will I ever make it out of here?

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know

I don’t know