2 Official - Did Ya Know

When Shaun got jammed I had to step back that fucked up some checks
Then Nick got jammed up back to back I thought I was next
Had to lay low key in case the laws accuse us of a ring
When I'm at the heights of my career that shit'll really sting
We could've made a couple million easy but we didn't, why
You was selfish didn't wanna share the links tried to leave me dry
Turned around I made a nice amount I started loading up
VPN activated confirmed I had to bolden up
Ain't have no hope sitting in Good Haven so I had to leave
I booked flight I'm in New York, finally I can breathe
Flew out my boy Deron was with me first time out of Texas
We slept in Brooklyn hit Manhattan just to get some breakfast
Cursed my name, gave me blame, I'm built for this won't stop a nigga
South Oak Cliff you want respect gotta load that up and drop a nigga
Coroners called to mop a nigga out the picture crop a nigga
I see partners set up partners that's why I don't rock with niggas

To be honest I don't think they knew
Shit, 'cause if they did they wouldn't be trying to reach out their hands
Trying to get a dap from a nigga, watch out
That same hand you reaching out might be a disguise man
That shit probably be the mouth of a snake
That bitch got venom or something

To make it out the slums you gotta use your brain and strategize
Take whatever you can get ,the next step is to maximize
I really like to eat, what's your full course is what I appetize'
No excuse I gotta rise, you bitches won't see my demise
James had called my phone he said that mama had been coughing blood
Health insurance canceled, pool of pressure that bitch 'bout to flood
In response I started rushing, anxious felt the time was flushing
Red face I wasn't blushing, quiet motion movement hushing
Ramen noodles, six came in the pack I bought from Family Dollar
One was beef and one was chicken bought two packs had a couple dollars
The streets so fucked up it makes demon out of perfect scholars
I had 3 shirts for school on hands I scrub to wash the collars
Silver spoon I never had, black, grew up without a dad
Working on going from poor to rich that's what I call breaking bad
Mind your business, handle yours, watch how it make niggas mad
I paved the from nothing I say fuck a trend and fuck a fad

Written by:
DEMETRIUS DEJUAN WILLIAMS, JAVONTE DESHUN CLARKSON

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