All that movin' that you doin'
That shit just kill my vibe
AJ
You don't know what I seen
I seen my nigga kill his brother, watch his body float across the ocean
You don't know what I seen
Every nightmare is a dream and every child gave up on their dreams
You don't know what I seen
Dope dealer turn into robbers
All the killers kill again to solve their problems
You don't know what I seen
Running from police jumping fences
Probably don't understand life from the trenches
You don't know what I seen, yeah
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen (yeah)
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen
I seen my nigga on the corner selling rocks at the age of 12
Looked me in my eye, said, "On my mama, bitch you better not tell"
Since you on the corner selling rocks I went and copped a Glock
Fell in love with the drug game, remember my first pop
Me and Trae we kickin doors, them trappers cooking on the stove
Up the pole, nobody move, mask on type they'll never know
Get the cash, put it in the bag, hurry up nigga we gotta go
So much gas up in the air, I told my niggas we got plenty smoke
That shit just kill my vibe
AJ
You don't know what I seen
I seen my nigga kill his brother, watch his body float across the ocean
You don't know what I seen
Every nightmare is a dream and every child gave up on their dreams
You don't know what I seen
Dope dealer turn into robbers
All the killers kill again to solve their problems
You don't know what I seen
Running from police jumping fences
Probably don't understand life from the trenches
You don't know what I seen, yeah
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen (yeah)
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen
You don't know what I seen
I seen my nigga on the corner selling rocks at the age of 12
Looked me in my eye, said, "On my mama, bitch you better not tell"
Since you on the corner selling rocks I went and copped a Glock
Fell in love with the drug game, remember my first pop
Me and Trae we kickin doors, them trappers cooking on the stove
Up the pole, nobody move, mask on type they'll never know
Get the cash, put it in the bag, hurry up nigga we gotta go
So much gas up in the air, I told my niggas we got plenty smoke
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