You Never Know

[Intro: Wais P]

(Statik Selektah)

Yeah

[Chorus: Haile Supreme & Wais P]

You never know who's really on your side

Until the crashin' of the tide (Feel my pain, niggas)

You never know who's really down for you (Uh)

'Til you're starin' down the barrel (Woo)

[Verse 1: Wais P]

Fresh out, I know y'all missin' the pimp

Put a dancer on my lap, put the ice in my drink

I copped the new 44 and a new ice pick

For these cats that think I've changed, man I'm still deranged

I've spent years handcuffed in chains

Now instead of cuffs, it's bust down bracelets and diamond chains

I'm the new Isaac Hayes

I know I told parole I'd behave, but they opened up the lions cage

I'm buyin' big whips (Why?)

'Cause we was whipped as slaves

And you ain't seen this type of drip since Prince on stage

I need a chick to hold my gun in her waist

And when the cops come, then meet me back at my mom's place

Now that’s a hot one

Prosecutors like they starvin' for P

If they lock me away, I'm a martyr to the streets

I ain't just choppin' it up, I'm carvin' through beats

If they throw away the key, I want you mobbin' through the east

[Chorus: Haile Supreme]

You never know who's really on your side

Until the crashin' of the tide

You never know who's really down for you

'Til you're starin' down the barrel

[Post-Chorus: Haile Supreme & Wais P]

You

Only in a disaster

When you'll know who... (Yeah)

You'll

Never tell at first who'll take a bullet (Fucker, nigga)

[Verse 2: Wais P]

D.A want a nigga (Who else?) Feds on a nigga (What else?)

Why they trippin'?, I ain't nothin' but a corner nigga

A grown man, but don't turn me to the former nigga

I used to be 'cause I will definitely gone a nigga (Boom)

I left and came back 'cause all these sing-songin' niggas

Prima donna niggas, I bring the trauma with it

I'm in the circle of winners, how did I get here?

Saints in the front, I'm usually with the sinners in the rear

I'm with hustlers and the gangsters, man you've been in fear

I'm a G from the cradle 'til they yellin', "Clear!"

No more Yakisoba, eatin' good, the beef is Kobe

Forever rich, lookin' at the blimp thinkin' like Tony

Montana, Panamera confiscated by the state

If I'd have known, I would have drove my shit into a lake

All on social media with diamonds, temptin' fate

Takin' chances for the dough, tryna bake a cake

[Chorus: Haile Supreme]

You never know who's really on your side

Until the crashin' of the tide

You never know who's really down for you

'Til you're starin' down the barrel