Y'all Don't Hear Me Tho

[Verse 1: Fabolous]

Sometimes I amaze, sometimes I disappoint

Sometimes I blow this paper like it's just a joint

Sometimes I look at change like it's just some coins

Like Shaq at the line, you prolly missed the point

It's perspective, which angle you looking from?

When you take a chance, ever wonder who you took it from?

I'm from Brooklyn son, got no problem taking nothing

So I figured I could take nothing and make it something

Tell 'em faking ass niggas they won't make it frontin

Tell 'em girls lose they clothes and get to shaking somethin

Purple weed, gold bottles now let's laker something

Cause y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

[Chorus: Fabolous]

Smoking on loud

Swagga to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks, I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low, don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 2: Fabolous]

Might be how I'm feeling mixed with what I'm drinking

Got me on some shit, that might be what the stink is

You might just be cool it might be what you thinking

It might be something in her eye but to me, she's winking

Listen before ya dumb ass say some stupid shit

And have my dog laying on your house on some snoopy shit

Ball player swag, that's what out the hoop and shit

Two chicks at the house, that Hanging with Mr.Cooper shit

Eat with me if you hungry dawg

But then again how loyal is a hungry dawg?

That same hunger make your dog eat you alive

You either starve to death or you eat to survive

[Chorus: Fabolous]

Smoking on loud

Swagga to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks, I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low, don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really

[Verse 3: Red Cafe]

Shakedown on sleep

I'm getting to the money

The way I'm counting sheep

I be counting money

Live from the roof

Empire state

Finna burn this bitch down

Find the next fire escape

I'm high so nothing ain't farfetched

Out in Houston with my rocket no Marques

Fuck with that Street Fam

Fuck with that Loso

Come to your city spend some tickets at the go-go

Giving back to the hood be what I call it

Smoke grand daddy Kush

I'm in orbit

If they ain't with the family they weirdos

[Chorus: Fabolous]

Smoking all out

Swagger to the max

Bad bitches holla

I just holla back

My money talks I ain't even gotta tell 'em

Even when I talk low don't it sound like I'm yelling

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really hear me though

Y'all don't really y'all don't really y'all don't really