"They Just Don't Know" lyrics

"They Just Don't Know"
(feat. Adam Calhoun)

(Ah ah ah woo woo woo)
Aye Cal what's happenin'?
Bubba baby (Bub why you slidin' on 'em?)

Damn it feels good to be me
I know some don't get it, what you get is what you see, uh
Damn it feels good to be me (Yup yeah)
Any nobody 'bout nothin', what ain't nothin' else to be

Damn it feels good to be a country son gun
I love to represent, that's what he comin' from (Ain't it)
Damn it feels good to be a country son gun (Woo)
It ain't no other me, yeah I'm a one of one, one of one
And I was born in mine, ain't gotta put nothin' on
I poppin' poppin' right here, I wish you would Leron (Please)
Yeah I was born in mine, ain't gotta put nothin' on (Nothin')
That Apple fruit company make a good lil' phone
The good lil' phone might be stuck on roam
So you roam home (Woof)
When it's just me and a buncha clones I feel so alone (Oh)
Aye Cal, that's a big dawg, went and got it on his own (Oh)
Y'all can be the King of Crap, that's a funny sittin' throne (Uh)
I'm just gettin' grown but I ain't gettin' old (Nope)
Went 'head and put them mittens on 'cause it was gettin' cold (Chilly)
By time you hear 'em piss and moan, they finna fold (Bitch)
That boy come yonder he gon' getcha getcha business told (Ha)
The shit is back in the commode, one time for Michelob
Uncle Guy used to sip it slow, two pack of Winston's smokes (Yeah)
I take a sixty minute soak when I'm in Minnesota
Come on we finna go, that minute's over
Damn it, damn it
D-damn it, damn it
D-damn it, damn it baby

Damn it feels good to be me (Yup yeah)
I know some don't get it, what you get is what you see, uh
Damn it feels good to be me (Yup yeah)
Any nobody 'bout nothin', what ain't nothin' else to be

And that's a funny thang, homie really went insane
You ain't careful then you might end up the same
And they just don't know, homie really went insane
You ain't careful then you might end up the same
And they just don't know

Fuck yeah it feels good to be me
I been runnin' with the dogs, ain't no muzzle or a leash
Fuck a snake and a leech
Shoot 'em long range, boy I got some reach
And I ain't never seen 'em hangin' 'less it's from a tree
Look, Lord forgive 'em they don't listen, I can't understand it
Shoot they shit up where they live at
Now they homeless, little Orphan Annie
I ain't never had shit, got no money from my daddy
Caught my first case, battery, I showed up to the addy
This ain't, this ain't what you lookin' for, leave 'em crooked on the porch
Feed 'em to the hogs fried up, yeah I fuck with pork
Most my life I been poor, thought I'd end up dead or
Hop in like a summer bitch, you know I brought my friends for it
Fuck yeah it feels good to be me
I got models I been skeetin' in, they leakin' on the sheets
I don't even know what day it is, I'm sleepin' on a beach
And I ain't doin' features less it's Bubba on a beat

Damn it feels good to be me (Yup yeah)
I know some don't get it, what you get is what you see
Damn it feels good to be me (Yup yeah)
Any nobody 'bout nothin', what ain't nothin' else to be

And that's a funny thang, homie really went insane
You ain't careful then you might end up the same
And they just don't know, homie really went insane
You ain't careful then you might end up the same
And they just don't know


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