Don't Know Me

[Hook] Boy you don't know me Don't come around here tripping acting like you on a mission Boy, you moving like the police Sensei you astro-traveler, handsome reveller All my niggas smoky Seen a few girls around the cosmos Now when I fly by now They act like they don't know me Tryna fly to ends of the galaxy The same time my spliff reach the end of my pokey Put your phone down Siri can't save you Couple rappers there you could end up in a grave too Grape juice sweet type flow Man sensei to [?] in this heat I know Check The world just came to a standstill I ask the most high how I stand still Feel like the ground's filled with anvils Used to hit the party feeling damn thrills Now burn a zoot and write the lyrics til my hand kills Big Ben take little ben Kids running round with a little shank I move judge with the gavel, no lunch when I travel Rolling blunts while I battle Bout the world in a battle New bodies in the gravel Storing like a camel, I be scoring cuz I'm Jordan and I'm scoring with the handle Should be touring on the panels All it seems is coordinate Its more than I can handle on occasion More time I'm in the crib blazing No hell raising just straight meditation To the basement but we higher than a meteor Now she wanna meet me more But I was on the line and she was silent and gon speak before Funny how they changed up I just played the game tough cuz I been gaining knowledge while they speak about the same stuff Like, I played the game tough cuz I ain't here for friends man But its always love if you ever in my ends fam [Hook] Boy you don't know me Don't come around here tripping acting like you on a mission Boy, you moving like the police Sensei you astro-traveler, handsome reveller All my niggas smoky Seen a few girls around the cosmos Now when I fly by now They act like they don't know me Tryna fly to ends of the galaxy The same time the spliff reach the end of my pokey Thought "verse 2"; How should I hit em'? Contemplating while I'm in slouch while I writ em I'm one with the rhythm, make the beat my new bitch Most these rappers fake they'll take offense if the shoe fits Huh Its a size 8 heat like a fireplace Catch me in a poncho smoking dope by the time gates Find weight, I'll be right back with a fine eighth Really want a pound but Ill grind while my mind waits Could do an Ermac and rise with telepathy or Could do a 2Pac and ride on my enemies Flow tough like a fight night round three boxer Anime watcher never drank costa He's an imposter, look, he clearly wants to be me While he gotten the sauce, ain't got no money, or on TV Style comes natural could never could defeat me You weren't in the crib while I was writing off the p3 ...