"Never Knew 2" lyrics
(feat. Teeway)
[Booter Bee:]
Let me tell them what made me, everything I went through didn't break me
How they sent me jail at sixteen and come out, I was eighteen
I was tryna make P's, opps were tryna make peace
I just bought a new Glock with sixty-five teeth
Two spinners, I just paid up, sixty-five each
Get the drop and I squeeze, head shots if I reach
DeJ Loaf, tell 'em try me and I'll shoot their whole family
Didn't buy it cah that stick had a body like Mandy
All that pain I go through, it's only right, one day I sell out the O2
Hanging out that old coupe
I ain't rapping 'bout that block no more, they're old news
They got wiped out, long time, tell 'em, "Get back"
Can't violate, we jump out and hit head backs
Broad day and nighttime, really let my ting slap
Shoulda been boxing, rolling with my gym bag
If the mandem are sliding, they better bring man
[Teeway:]
Sell my nitties crack dope, shit, we left his cap soaked
All that rapping 'bout guns and you never made your wap choke
Drug unit caught me lacking, attempt for selling crack coke
We used to jump out drilling with dotties with the back broke
Trapping out the smack boat, and now my nanny been cussing
Before the bicarb's in it, you know the Lizzy need crushing
Way before my streams bussing, these older niggas been ducking
Early morning, fifth blocking, I'm walking over fiends clocking
I never knew to clean nothing, fourteen every day I'm bagging
Tried a pump for a stabbing, that's when your OG's were dabbing
Ain't been on my block ever, I grew up twenty-fours flagging
Niggas never scored banging, we left him on the floor lagging
You show me the cat's spot, I'm whipping while the crack's hot
Could never talk on my niggas, we really let that MAC pop
Hundred racks in the duffle, I'm looking like a jackpot
You're on a lack for the pussies dying for that whack thot
Let me tell them what made me, everything I went through didn't break me
How they sent me jail at sixteen and come out, I was eighteen
I was tryna make P's, opps were tryna make peace
I just bought a new Glock with sixty-five teeth
Two spinners, I just paid up, sixty-five each
Get the drop and I squeeze, head shots if I reach
DeJ Loaf, tell 'em try me and I'll shoot their whole family
Didn't buy it cah that stick had a body like Mandy
All that pain I go through, it's only right, one day I sell out the O2
Hanging out that old coupe
I ain't rapping 'bout that block no more, they're old news
They got wiped out, long time, tell 'em, "Get back"
Can't violate, we jump out and hit head backs
Broad day and nighttime, really let my ting slap
Shoulda been boxing, rolling with my gym bag
If the mandem are sliding, they better bring man
[Teeway:]
Sell my nitties crack dope, shit, we left his cap soaked
All that rapping 'bout guns and you never made your wap choke
Drug unit caught me lacking, attempt for selling crack coke
We used to jump out drilling with dotties with the back broke
Trapping out the smack boat, and now my nanny been cussing
Before the bicarb's in it, you know the Lizzy need crushing
Way before my streams bussing, these older niggas been ducking
Early morning, fifth blocking, I'm walking over fiends clocking
I never knew to clean nothing, fourteen every day I'm bagging
Tried a pump for a stabbing, that's when your OG's were dabbing
Ain't been on my block ever, I grew up twenty-fours flagging
Niggas never scored banging, we left him on the floor lagging
You show me the cat's spot, I'm whipping while the crack's hot
Could never talk on my niggas, we really let that MAC pop
Hundred racks in the duffle, I'm looking like a jackpot
You're on a lack for the pussies dying for that whack thot
