TERMANOLOGY - Don’t Know lyrics

rate me

Ft. Chasen Hampton

(Verse)

This can't be life, 24 hour flights

Bend em out like Minnie on the shower pipe

I smoke sour, lil bit of dab in it

Daydreamin' bout the mansion with a lab in it

24 karat gold Larinex, gold chariots with horses to carry us

A gorgeous new fortune, I'm after it

Along the way, still bringin' more classic shit

I go berserk in the booth, but where the cast at?

Tryna invest facts back to Nastech

Always bottle pop in the clubs like you a star

Got 400 dolla kicks, but ain't got a car

Got a Gucci belt, but you ain't got a crib

And yo mom ain't even got a decent place to live

I bet these rappers that be claimin' they're next

Get a reality check before a royalty check

I'm just sayin'...

(Hook)

No sense in tryna fake it till you make it if it ain't true life

Cuz you know what you're doin' to die for, keep believin' till it comes to life

The ordinary don't know, the ordinary don't know

Keep believin' till it comes to life

(Verse 2)

Yeah, insecurity shows through your juvian clothes

You ain't happy but you actin' like you was in yo post

I imagine you was in the fastest track in oppose

But once you turn 25 he ain't like you no mo'

Had a new improved you, hot bright on the pole

Always smilin', feelin' fine, really neva says no

Then there's you, always mad, tryna fight on the phone

Gettin' yo man vexed, so he don't like to come home

I can relate, had a 2 to 5 in my place

That all time, try imagine me neva gettin' to rhyme

I see the future, I knew I would beat the booth up

I beat the odds, put the hood on MTV News

I'm gas, still got my hood pass, I be DOLO

Luv this house party, dip down wearin' polo

I got a pro'lem with spendin' befo' I get it

We all subconscious, I'm just a second to admit it

(Hook)

No sense in tryna fake it till you make it if it ain't true life

Cuz you know what you're doin' to die for, keep believin' till it comes to life

The ordinary don't know, the ordinary don't know

Keep believin' till it comes to life

(Verse 3)

Yeah, I'm catchin' funny vibes, why ya always gotta lie, man?

You couldn't keep it a buck to save yo fuckin' life

Hangin' with the crook and then takin' pics with the otha side

Sucka shit, somehow I still let it all ride

Yeah, you be dressin' fly, kicks all matchin' yo coat

But when I ask about yo album, you tell me you're broke

Can't afford a studio, but got a bottle of Moe

Yeah, you doin' yo thang, you on yo grind, I know

Everybody wanna be a rap dude and get checks, but don't nobody wanna pay dues

You ain't concerned how ya lookin' on the cam fo' the hood

Been naturally winnin' and doin' good, that's the pro'lem

Y'all got the internet complex, this yo own family fo' licence and comments

But when the money get low and you need some more dough

And you need somewhere to go, don't call me

(Hook)

No sense in tryna fake it till you make it if it ain't true life

Cuz you know what you're doin' to die for, keep believin' till it comes to life

The ordinary don't know, the ordinary don't know

Keep believin' till it comes to life