IDK. (feat. Mick Konerko)

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That shit look like eternal atonement of sins
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All I need is a blunt
Hol' up lil bitch are you taking a bump
Stackin' the bodies and stuff em in trunks
Wake the f*ck up it's the first of the month
Cash out
I don't cash in
This visa don't work
For all of my opps
I pray for the worst
For all of those times
I'll take to the dirt
This a f*ck you
You bitch ass nerd
You follow a pig like a herd
And chirp like a bird
Your head on the wall for some fur
You think you're the best
But I concur
This beat so bad
Got me thinking in the lab
I'm thinking bout snapping
I'm never relaxing
I feel like the captain
The drink got me lackin'
That pussy okay
It smelled like some hay
A western girl
That's down from the bay

I don't know
I don't know
How to provoke
This shit is a joke
And all of my brothers they see through your cloak
You all on your toes
I don't know
I don't know
You wrong or you right
We starting a fight
I see why I love you
Your eyes are so bright
It's making me white
I don't know
I don't know
How to provoke
This shit is a joke
And all of my brothers they see through your cloak
You all on your toes
I don't know
I don't know
You wrong or you right
We starting a fight
I see why I love you
Your eyes are so bright
It's making me white

I've been thinking about my ultimate plans
All the sweat and tears in my hands
Chess no checkers on some vans
I'm frontin for a Mercedes-Benz
Smoking some wood from Ardennes
We are all seeing diverging lens
We are moving in diverging lanes
On a spliff pulling out a new strain
Rah
I know you don't wanna lose me
But you dropped me like it's child's play
Momma be listening
And I know I feel loved today
Even when my emotions are currently delayed
Filling pockets like it's Super Tuesday
Chaos is circular like Groundhog Day
Nothing is wrong
Everything's fine
Everyone is doing a little horseplay
Hard in the paint
Rapid fire like a uzi
My vision being tainted
The brain feeling moody
The neighbors getting mad while I'm home making movies
The noises were quaint
They sound like goofy
Playing B-ball at Lions Den with Juicy
Go back to the studio and make shit groovy
The blues hitting different I'm John Belushi
Joliet on the come up I feel like Rudy

Pull up
In the black hatchback
You on the slow bus
This bitch so bad
Might take her to the crib
Just to show her how I live
After dropping this damn they'll wanna know us
Born
In October
But haunted by monsters
I need me a soda
The older I get
Man I feel like I'm bolder
The hole in my heart
Is weighing my shoulders
So how do I do it
I don't
Why would I smoke
The info I'm getting is making me choke
This issue I'm having is keeping me woke
My blood will spill and my shirt will be soaked
You think you a chief
Giving advice
Like you think I'll believe
All of those lies
Through your disguise
I look to the sky
And pray to my god

I don't know
It's okay
We don't play
We don't game
We don't cope
We don't lie
We don't fight
We on sight
We are the light
We are the prophets
Envisioned the product
Because we not fuckin' with you
With you
With you
I don't know
It's okay
We don't play
We don't game
We don't cope
We don't lie
We don't fight
We on sight
We are the light
We are the prophets
Envisioned the product
Because we not fuckin' with you
With you
With you

Financially incapable
Motivation unattainable
Goals become unsustainable
The trauma unshakeable
Bust down

She told me to come pick her up
You know what I told her
I told her
Baby
I don't got a car
Hop on this horse
Eat on this fruit
It's straight from the source
She say she is blind
But I know morse
Say she a virgin
Oh
Of course
Why you so bored
You sittin' there mad
Like you ain't eat a whole course meal
Now that your hearts in my hand
I'm sitting on the couch but I think I should peel
He'll
See
I'm really not bad
I'm sayin this shit cause I just wanna smash
Your brother wan' play
Ion' know how to catch
Why can't they tell that I just want you
You
You
Giving me light
I'm tryna to f*ck
I don't wanna fight
If your dad keep on giving me lip
I swear to god I just might fuckin'

Roll that blunt I might hit you up
Stroll forward I'm gonna make a front
Rickey Henderson I'm going for a bunt
No money in the air
It's okay I'm still gonna stunt
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
Can I go back again
My main
pull up to Spain
Pour a cup with a loogie on it and call it a day
And call it a day
GOD DAMN
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