Who Knew

ALTON WICKER, SYLVESTER LAWSON

Boasting, Michigan coasting, by the lake, no ocean
Stacking up all my paper and these roaches
You can lose yo position by breaking rules, like OSHA
My nigga still on the corner ready to shoot; Sefolosha
Who knew,
That we was packing so much, feeling like Thabo
Kicking shit like it's Tae Bo, all for our survival
Tie a bow 'round my skills, I'm gifted unlike my rivals
That would be implying my level is right beside 'em
Until I murk 'em don't doubt 'em just be right there to revive 'em
I
Don't feel these niggas
With the flow I kill these niggas
Talking like he want a battle or something
That hateration I could heal
Either that, or he gone wanna get me killed
'Cause it's inhumane how a young brother humiliate
Puffing on a '82
Writing scribes to set 'em straight
Get a shelter for your crew for whenever I detonate
Mind blowing
Make your fucking head and spine segregate
Get in line stand amd wait for your fate
Yeah this your judgement
Your squad'll stand for nothing right after I get to bussing my spit
You can't fuck with my shit
'Cause this as tough as it gets
If everyone a cakewalk, you still gone struggle with this
Oh you mad now
Back down, never
I done seen whatever
Walked through Sagtown weather
Johnny your daughter hooked on the smack now
Every time my dawg turn around her money Sagtown cheddar
Who knew
That we would end up where we ended up
The thought of this tough
'Cause I still aint did enough
Asking the Most High to let my work match my luck
'Fore it end, don't let it be in the grave or in cuffs
Who knew
That we would end up where we ended up
The thought of this tough
'Cause I still aint did enough
Asking the Most High to let my work match my luck
'Fore it end, don't let it be in the grave or in cuffs
Who knew
I'd be really hitting the road for that bag, boy
Who knew
I'd be 15 as a jack boy
Who knew
That I'd be 16 whacking boys
22, tryna be humble
Don't make me whack you, boy
Stand in front the store as a younging
Tryna get it in
18, I looked at my sack like "where my Benjamins"
Guess I wasn't stacking right
Guess I wasn't acting right
Tryna impress these rat ass hoes just to catch a flight
But now in days, I'm out of range, you can't catch me
The plug hit me with that role, kinda blessed me
I been out getting money, most definitely
One time for them pussy bitches who had left me
When I had fell down
Like I couldn't bounce back
I'm laughing with all these bands
How about that
Me and Keya shopping sprees out at Southwest
And if a nigga talk down, know we 'bout that
Action
Dink Damn, yeah that's me
'Bout that action
Talk crazy, turn his car into a fraction
My baby, she aint ever scared yeah she really with it
Dink Damn
I want them mills, yeah that meal ticket
Who knew
That we would end up where we ended up
The thought of this tough
'Cause I still aint did enough
Asking the Most High to let my work match my luck
'Fore it end, don't let it be in the grave or in cuffs
Who knew
That we would end up where we ended up
The thought of this tough
'Cause I still aint did enough
Asking the Most High to let my work match my luck
'Fore it end, don't let it be in the grave or in cuffs
Who knew

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The song “Who Knew” by Al James was composed by ALTON WICKER, SYLVESTER LAWSON.

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