That life you don’t know

(intro)
T-t-the only drift king
DK whats v8
Drag god

(verse 1 ONLY_DRIFT_KING)
All you know is gun's and hoe's and gang's and crime's but you dont know the stone cold life of the other side ,my nigga my nigga my nigga~ all my niggas are in coffins or in a cell or just on the street suffering, we lost our pure true lives to the white man or the sirens catching up from north ave now im on block and i just seen my manz get his shit knocked no he in cuff's i cross the street i get aimed at now im the car too, even tho i ain't black ive been through the same shit, now i choose the high life, but ill never forget my niggas, еven the ones who got mе here, now i got KG my manz he know the routine, eat sleep cell ask him bout that gang shit we up in this bitch, now we on the curb face down now we all shot at its gang war, 24/7 no rest time, like a game of c.o.d but we get no revives or restarts hood life ain't a game truth hurts KG!

(chorus both)
Oh that life you don't know, cuff's, weed, the cells, that meth, that life on the street is pure death. Not a lot to know just solve the problem,no we in a court case just for blueberry~

(verse 2 KING_Garrett)
Now I’m in the purge
And I’m fuckin’ the clerk while at work
Now my dick fuckin’ hurts
I’m goin’ berserk on these fuckin’ niggas
I know y’all heard of the KG (That’s me)
I’m the biggest dick on the block
I’m fuckin’ all these hot thots
Now I’m ambitious tryin’ to be vicious
Actin’ suspicious actin’ like y’all malicious
Y’all be wishin’ you were dead
My girl be given me head
Now I fled from the police
I’m in the lead i’m smokin’ weed till midnight
But it seems like I was guaranteed to succeed at life
I guess that’s what the hood shit is like but I do bite
Get you some ice get stabbed with a knife
I got fire in my eyes and blood in my sight
But despite the crime I committed
They raised the fine but I admit it
I got addicted to money and drugs
Still gonna hit it but it was fun(run)
I’m a demi-god don’t need any airpods
Gonna rob a bank with face paint
Fuck gang bang and I’m switchin’ lanes on the highway
My bride in my way my brain filled with shit these days
All these heathens in prison losen brain cell eatin’ hay bill
Eatin’ coco there’s a popo(o-o-no)
Bout to blow all my loan now I lost my home
Get lost in the zone i was known to get stone
No flow bro, eat crow hoe, no show (so) droved slow home
Don't know if I'm a clone can't even use a smartphone
I'm alone smokin' dough fuckin' hoe's

(chorus both)
Oh that life you don't know, cuff's, weed, the cells, that meth, that life on the street is pure death. Not a lot to know just solve the problem,no we in a court case just for blueberry~

(verse 3 both)
Fuck you know bout that life, gear gang we our own shit, dick some bitch down is not the tone, now we gotta help mom's and pop's i remember the day's pop was doing heroin now he in living room dazed out and mom in her room cryin, i gotta do shit, i gotta fucking figure this shit, i remember the days mama cried about how she wished we lived in the urban area, we held her dear now that she's old she number one, shes our rock, ground zero, but shes our hero, now some nigga said son of bitch youu basically said my moms a bitch now ima two pac em so was up now that we here theres sirens now im in a cell fro shit i didn't do bc im a latino we are different rst in piece Mathew