You Don't Know Me

Fuck these lame niggas in my city

If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me

It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy

I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by

Fuck these lame niggas in my city

If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me

It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy

I'm enjoyin' every moment, time pass by

These new rappers too emo

I'm just stackin' bread, I put my bitch inside a mink coat

Told you niggas desert eagle, check your fuckin' ego

These hoes out here tryin to get a ring like Smeagol

I am sicker than Polio niggas fake like Pinocchio

When I'm in that pussy these hoes catching a holy ghost

I would not go for the okie doke, word to Moskie Moe

She wear Moschino like a mosquito: I'm fly in a tuxedo

It's east side till it's rigamortis

These lame niggas throwin stones at a killers fortress

Think I ain't the illest in the A I blow your brains out

Finna go and bleach her wash these blood stains out

I came a long way from sitting at home to record

I pray my grandmama is alive when I win an award

Revenge of the ninja I'm bending the sword

In the back of your head you ain't ready for war

Don't get it twisted my nigga I ain't just some weirdo

I will fuck you up if you play with my fucking euros

I beg your pardon these niggas they out here starving

Shoot at the niggas feet have him dancing, doing the Carlton

You don't know me like you think you do

You don't know me like you think you do

I have been hated and loved

And I hope this means something

To all the ones who hated I say "fuck 'em"

This Cali weed got me feeling like a astronaut

I just take a couple tokes and then I pass the pot

I'm praying for happiness I ain't asking a lot

Maybe a lot of bread, head and a glass of ciroc

They put them heaters to your head cause your flashing that watch

I'm in a shitty hotel getting ass from a thot

I'm irritated like a J with no cash for his rocks

My nigga did a bid the pigs found a stash in his socks

Highschool dropout I'm harassing my pops

Look at me now sucker nigga I'm glad I've done stop

No religion I probably won't die a martyr

I used to ride to MARTA bumbin' midnight marauders

I'm just trying to be better father than the one I had

Money, cars, clothes and hoes - niggas want it bad

She won't let a nigga fuck because she's on the rag

I threw the deuces at the ho and now she's on a cab

Brass knuckle Benton a bully that fucking murders raps

Niggas shining they oldschools with turtle wax

I put this red dot right where your turban at

If it ain't about money I ain't concerned with that

Bitch

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Brass Knuckle Benton the bully

Benton the bully that fucking murders raps