"CAN'T EVEN KNOW" lyrics
Dave East & Mike & Keys Lyrics
If it ain't guap I'm not concerned, still I got a lot to learn
Never fail no money, he told me that shit made his pockets burn
Been in jail, still avoiding Hell 'cause there, you gotta burn
Stay patient, can't be skipping blessings if it's not your turn
Remember I would knock the Firm, AZ, Nas and Foxy
Mama cooking gumbo way before he from Brasi
I built an empire like Gazi, watch niggas copy
Michelin-starred dinners or grab a sandwich from Haji
Versace, might pocket the Tyson fight in his silk
Pops tried to warn me, stay out of prison, fuck how you feel
I was built, seen blood on the pavement after it spilled
Auntie sent me to the store to get milk, almost got killed
Seen a Buick, it was tinted, nigga hanging out the window
Reminded me of Menace, first instinct was to get low
I wasn't the target, but was close enough to see the victim
He hopped out, stood over him, and let Jesus kiss him
Mask on
You couldn't see who did it
I was like twelve, still in my mind, I got this evil picture
I watched him jump back in his car, blow the light, he made a left
And I cherish the air, 'cause niggas they take your breath
Homicides left me traumatized
Seen mommas cry, still surprised, they ask how I'm alive
It's time to slide, the way they died, that shit was out of line
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
No more codeine in my soda, I drink alkaline
I gotta keep the peace like Martin with a Malcolm mind
Shoot a gun with ease, and I can work this scalpel fine
Eyes wide watchin' for Babylon, white girl we call Caroline
Cool with the Nation, couple homies follow Farrakhan
I lost homies, I'll never get back, before I had a song
Before I wrote a record, overstressing my holy blessings
Copped the whole collection, out of service, I got no connection
No self possession, smoke the essence, they quote these lessons
Talk and quote me stretching, dead presidentials like Hova's Lexus
Them homicides left me traumatized
Seen mamas cry, still surprised, asked how I'm alive
It's time to slide, the way they died, that shit was out of line
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Bottom line
Left me traumatized
Never be the same
Them homicides left me traumatized, I promise
Never get 'em back
Never fail no money, he told me that shit made his pockets burn
Been in jail, still avoiding Hell 'cause there, you gotta burn
Stay patient, can't be skipping blessings if it's not your turn
Remember I would knock the Firm, AZ, Nas and Foxy
Mama cooking gumbo way before he from Brasi
I built an empire like Gazi, watch niggas copy
Michelin-starred dinners or grab a sandwich from Haji
Versace, might pocket the Tyson fight in his silk
Pops tried to warn me, stay out of prison, fuck how you feel
I was built, seen blood on the pavement after it spilled
Auntie sent me to the store to get milk, almost got killed
Seen a Buick, it was tinted, nigga hanging out the window
Reminded me of Menace, first instinct was to get low
I wasn't the target, but was close enough to see the victim
He hopped out, stood over him, and let Jesus kiss him
Mask on
You couldn't see who did it
I was like twelve, still in my mind, I got this evil picture
I watched him jump back in his car, blow the light, he made a left
And I cherish the air, 'cause niggas they take your breath
Homicides left me traumatized
Seen mommas cry, still surprised, they ask how I'm alive
It's time to slide, the way they died, that shit was out of line
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
No more codeine in my soda, I drink alkaline
I gotta keep the peace like Martin with a Malcolm mind
Shoot a gun with ease, and I can work this scalpel fine
Eyes wide watchin' for Babylon, white girl we call Caroline
Cool with the Nation, couple homies follow Farrakhan
I lost homies, I'll never get back, before I had a song
Before I wrote a record, overstressing my holy blessings
Copped the whole collection, out of service, I got no connection
No self possession, smoke the essence, they quote these lessons
Talk and quote me stretching, dead presidentials like Hova's Lexus
Them homicides left me traumatized
Seen mamas cry, still surprised, asked how I'm alive
It's time to slide, the way they died, that shit was out of line
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Before I run out of this money, I run out of time
Bottom line
Left me traumatized
Never be the same
Them homicides left me traumatized, I promise
Never get 'em back
