You Don't Know (feat. Yelawolf)

Living the life of a student

Yeah I begin on a high

Losing my mind

And they say that I've been winning for time

Never been to a gun fight, never needed a knife

But then I make the cut whenever delivering the lines

Sit on the side, with a rhymepack

With a tin in my sights

Sipping a lemon and lime Corona only with my best friends

'Cause I paid in my pride

Giving the time to write rhymes

But I find truth at a quarter to five

Eh

It's kinda like I took a train

To the left side of my brain, oh, main

Toddle some mud, under my door

You know I'm stepping in my own lane

All of these speakers sitting behind me

But what psychology, psychologically insane

Part of me wanna get down, down, down

Making you go low, inside

You don't know, if you don't know by now

You better tell him 'bout it

What you gonna tell him 'bout it?

Yeah, yeah

Ten toes to the dirt

Pencil to the paper

God has a favour for your thirst

Drink-drink ya pint bye-bye

To this bullshit praise Allah

To the wheels I? M a ridah

Steering your Prada

Only closed in my Ada-di-das

I'm a fetus in my boom sake nana

Daddy's home, on the mic, hey papa

Back with my bang yo, straight loop on my?

But every single one of my fans know that

Every damn show, I'm taking their ears on a journey

Like I'm flying with Van Gogh

Livin' so sweet without Gretel and Hansel

Critics hate the lyrics cause they think I've been tangoed

Find me wearing old clothes rocking a Kangol

I'm riding round with Yelawolf in your daddy's Lambo

Hello me, how ya been?

You got a mullet again like when you was 10

You're probably sipping sweet tee's, you still huh?

And your piggy bank is full of change

Fact, what you used to steal from

You been playing fools, like a steel drum

Pulling out early, and they still come

Eating from the game, when you know the meal's done

Yelawolf is kicking back at these pilgrims

Hold up baby, sit still son

Woah, this old rock, it heals been rolled

Still shocking when I see 'em go

Bananas and they hammer the?

You don't know, if you don't know by now

You better tell him 'bout it

What you gonna tell him 'bout it?

Yeah, yeah

I'm not the average half wit

After this hour gets out of this

60 seconds I'm going in any directions

And chasing this Jack with a shot of Budweiser and water

It's probably the better idea you move the direction in

Fact its a part of me to be the looser of cannons

Blowing his fucking mics like the winds?

Hooligans, hooligans, hooligans

But really who's a friend?

Jump in this little fire jump right back in the pool again

Know I be new again

A student of you my friend

Watch your manners I'm tossing rappers up at my crew of 10

Minus 4, minus war

You don't want it

Shady Records I'm already better, fuck it, doggonnit

Dog don't gotta lead

Dog's already home

Jack, dog I'm a beast, I'm a wolf

Bring your dogs back

A melody man in a melancholic mellow yellow can

Shhh, tell him how we gonna sell 'em man

Been working hard all week

(So if you wonder if we earned it, well its not a probably)

So won't you bring that back to me

(And holla when you hear it like all the screams of a halloween)

I got blisters on my feet

(To walk in night with you is not the shoes to be borrowing)

So won't you bring that back to me

('Cause all the sole of my pin is what all the sorrow brings)

If you don't know, if you don't know

If you don't know, no, no, no

If you don't know, if you don't know

If you don't know, no, no, no

If you don't know, if you don't know

If you don't know, no, no, no

If you don't know, if you don't know

If you don't know, no, no, no